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HYMNS AND SACRED ODES, 



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PREFACE. , 



Christian psalmody combines, m the most interesting union, 
the duties and pleasures of piety and devotion. Its attractions at once 
captivate the mind, and excite the holiest affections to the Supreme Object 
of veneration and love. This delightful exercise heightened the devotional 
enjoyments of the primitive Christians, in circumstances of tranquillity and 
peace ; and in seasons of persecution and distress, it proved their solace, 
and cheered the gloomiest hour. 

In this work of joy and praise, poetry and music appear to have been 
united in that harmony of interest which had been preserved unbroken from 
the remotest antiquity.* During the middle ages of the church, their 
connexion was in a great measure dissolved ; and, prose becoming a common 
associate with music, little encouragement was afforded for the cultivation 
of sacred poetry. 

The period of the Reformation, reviving an attention to metrical 
psalmody, gave birth to several versions of the Psalms of David, and to 
many other compositions in rhyme, which were chiefly paraphrases of 
particular portions of scripture : but this season of poetical effort afforded 
little fruit of lasting flavor, till the time of the illustrious Watts, whose 

* " Pare composition," says a Musical Professor, " unites music and poetry in 
indissoluble bonds ; and so intimate is tlieir connexion, so equal their value, 80 
indispensable the strictness of their union, that the rules of sense and propriety 
render them the echo of each other." 

Nathan's Essay on the History and Theory of Music. 



PREFACE. 



mighty spirit, kindling with the inspirations of a happier region, pro- 
duced those fruits of surpassing genius which still retain their taste and 



The " Psalms and Hymns " of this truly Christian Poet, notwithstanding the 
lapse of a century since their first publication, remain unrivalled ; and, with 
even increasmg popularity, obtain the common patronage, of almost every 
denomination of professing Christians. This excellent work has created a 
new impulse in the churches, and led the way to very general and important 
improvements in the duty of psalmody. No individual has yet succeeded so 
eminently as Dr. Watts, in this department of sacred literature. The va- 
ried talents, however, of many distinguished writers have greatly enriched 
its stores ; and from hence materials have been obtained for numerous 
Supplementary Collections, the respective merits of which must be referred 
to the public tribunal. 

That no one Collection has obtained very general use, may be attributed, 
in part, to the views by which their publication has been circumscribed : 
these appear to have l)een frequently confined to an individual church and 
oongregation of professing Christians, and very rarely to have extended 
beyond the limits of a particular denomination. It seems, likewise, to have 
been a principle too commonly assumed, that psalmody is a duty almost 
exclusively designed for public worship, though there appears to be no 
justifiable reason for dispensing with its general obligation, any more than 
with that of other acts of Christian virtue, which engage the attention, 
and beautify the deportment of its professors, in the more private walks 
of life. 

The "Union Collection of Hymns and Sacred Odes" is published 
with the view of encouraging the most unlimited practice of this interesting 
duty ; which it is hoped will be promoted by its distinguishing chai'acters 
of — Union, Variety, and Selection. 

Among the various denominations which compose the Christian world, 
there are none which, from their general agreement in faith and practice, 
might be expected more readily to patronize the same Collection of hymns 
in divine worship, than the Baptists and the Independents : but the insertion 
of a small number of hymns, which distinguish the peculiar views of each 
party on the ordinance of baptism, has long proved a barrier to their use 
of the same volume, in addition to that of Dr. Watts j although his 
" Psalms and Hymns" have obtained their united patronage. Certainly, 
tlie attainment of the most desirable object will not justify the least sacrifice 
of Christian truth, or Christian obligation : but it is not necessary that every 
requisite for the obedience of faith, or the practice of duty, should be 



PREFACE. 

included in one book* The few hymns on baptism, in harmony with the 
views of Baptists, and of Paedobaptists, the use of which, is, comparatively, 
of very infrequent occurrence, may advantageously form, for each community, 
a separate publication. This mode of accommodation will imply no 
unworthy concession — no unchristian sacrifice : and, on these principles, 
such compositions are excluded from this Collection, in the hope of pro- 
moting the increased intercourse and fellowship of those Christians, who, 
in every particular of moral obedience, can cordially co-operate ; and of 
advancing the general extension of that Union among the followers of the 
Redeemer, which forms so distinguishing and so lovely a feature of the 
present state of the church. 

While the pleasing result of union is contemplated, the work is intended 
to supply suitable Variety of matter for the exercise of devotion, and for 
promoting the heart-felt pleasures of religion in every state of life, and in 
every frame of spirit. It is compiled with the view of affording an ac- 
ceptable companion to the Christian — in the season of retirement, in the 
devotional enjoyments of domestic hfe, at stated meetings for prayer and 
praise, and in the more select circle of friendly intercourse, no less than in 
the public services of the sanctuary. 

Many pieces will be found in this Collection, different in character from 
the usual materials of a hymn-book ; but all, it is hoped, will be found to 
harmonize with the principles and practice of the sincere professors of 
Christianity. While immediate addresses to the great Object of worship, 
and especially hymns of praise, have the first place in their estimation, to 
them, " whatsoever things are lovely," — combined with the charms of poetry 
and music, appear in their loveliest form, and obtain an influence ove? the 
conduct and the heart, proportioned to their lively impressions and their 
lasting recollections. Hence, the Apostle enjoins the duty of teaching and 
admonishing one another, and of speaking to ourselves, in psalms and hymns 
and spiritual songs : and the amplitude of subject, and the variety of 
address, comprehended in the sublime lays of the sweet singer of Israel, 
and of other holy men, recorded in the sacred volume, furnish a divinely 
inspired precedent for our imitation. 

The claims of variety, however, have not been permitted to rival the 
superior claims of Selection. It is remarked, by a writer in the Eclectic 
Review, that, " either poetry is growing more religious, or religion more 
poetical." * The professors of rehgion, and the admirers of poetry are 
certainly becoming increasingly amicable : the claims of the one, and the 

* October, 1825. 



PREFACE. 

fascinations of the other, are more reciprocally and more justly estimated ; 
and the time seems fast approaching, when the charms of religion and the 
attractions of science shall be imited in one grand interest, and all will be 
bright and beautiful. 

Had the majestic mind of Johnson been familiar with the sublime 
discoveries and the transcendant excellencies of the Christian revelation, 
he would never have conceived the idea, that contemplative piety could not be 
poetical. Religion first kindled the fire of poetic genius, and recorded its 
sublimest strains in the volume of inspiration j and though her splendors 
have been obscured, by writers more distinguished for the fervor of their 
piety than for the correctness of their taste, her native loveliness and her 
unrivalled beauty are imdiminished. To present the great realities and 
the inestimable blessings of religion, in connexion with the refinements of 
cultivated taste, is a leading object in this Selection ; which, as a whole, 
it is hoped, may in some measure be proportioned to the present 
advanced state of sacred literature. In attempting to bring into one 
view the beauties of the best Composers, good pieces on subjects generally 
useful have been increased, in preference to multiplying others, on 
special occasions, of inferior worth. Evangelical sentiment combined 
with the charms of poetry, and ardor of devotional feeling with becoming 
dignity of expression, have been regarded as the chief requisites in their 
composition. 

By the general accompaniment of the names of authors, and of pub- 
lications, it will be seen that the materials have been drawn from 
numerous and diversified sources, without regard to sect or party. In 
selecting those materials it would have afibrded peculiar pleasure to have 
preserved the writings of every author entire, in their original form ; but 
the impossibility of a rigid adherence to this course, consistently with unity 
of design, in gleaning from so wide a field, must be obvious to all who are 
conversant with such an undertaking. The religious sentiments expressed 
in every composition have been treated as sacred ; and the very rare occur- 
rence of an alteration, or addition, interfering with these, is distinguished 
from the original by inverted commas : occasional minor deviations are 
seldom noticed. A few of these, which, at first sight, might not appear to 
be justified by poetical taste, have been found necessary from principles of 
grammatical accuracy, or the more imperious claims of truth. In one or 
two instances, a slight alteration has been made for the purpose of rendering 
a composition more generally useful. This is the case with No. 21, which 
originated in a thought on the sea-shore — " Beyond — beyond that boundless 
sea." Its eariginal appropriation gives it peculiar interest ,• but it is 



PREFACE. 

thought too beautiful to be restricted to a circumstance, which few; com- 
paratively, may have the privilege to enjoy. 

A tribute of grateful remembrance is due to the many kind friends who 
have encouraged the undertaking; and especially to J. Montgomery, Esq. 
for his liberality in forwarding its objects, notwithstanding his interest in a 
similar publication. The selection of many valuable compositions, from 
other interesting v\Titers, has incurred great obligation to their respective 
authors, among whom, J. Bowring, Esq. has a distinguished claim to 
particular acknowledgment. 

In sending the httle volume into the world, which has proved no 
inconsiderable cost of time and thought, the Compiler has not the insin- 
cerity to avow his indifference to its reception, by an impartial and 
discerning public. Far, however, from being liimself insensible to its 
imperfections, he feels that it would be no less vain than fruitless, to anti- 
cipate from others, less interested, expressions of unmingled approbation : 
whatever be its destiny, if the Great Head of the church smile on the 
humble effort, and make it instrumental in the promotion of his glory, it will 
obtain its highest, and its happiest end. 

J. CURTIS. 

Brktol, May, 18^. 



ARRANGEMENT OF SUBJECTS. 



God: No. 

The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters » 1—31 

The Dominion, Government, and Works of God 32—50 

Jesus Christ : 

History of Jesus Christ 51—69 

The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 70—93 

Holy Spirit 94—97 

scriptcres : 

The Excellencies of the Scriptures 98—100 

Scripture Wainings, Invitations, and Promises 101—114 

Religio v: 

The Excellence and Importance of the Christian Religion 115—118 

The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion 119—137 

Family Religion 138—150 

Good ind Evil : 

Sources of SuflFering and Sorrow 151—1^4 

False and True Sources of Blessedness 155—185 

The Kingdom and Church of Jesus Christ 186— '202 

Worship : 

Prayer and Praise 203 — 269 

Private Worship 270 — 273 

Public Worship 274—280 

Christian: 

The Young Convert, and Christian Profession 281—316 

Christian Graces 317—367 

Christian Privileges 368 — 381 

Christian Experience 382—432 

Christian Course and Prospects 433—467 

Seasons and Circumstances : 

Seasons of the Year 468—479 

Seasons of Life 480—485 

Morning and Evening 486—520 

Lord's Day 521—532 

Lord's Supper 533—537 

Providences 538— 563 

Social Meetings 564—580 

Circumstances of Public and National Interest 581 — 596 

Death : 

Various Views and Anticipations of Death 597 — 620 

Funeral Occasions 621 — 635 

The Present and the Future State: 

Time and Eternity 636—652 

The Resurrection and Judgment 653—659 

Heaven 660—670 

Va KIETIES 671 — 714 

Single Verses, and Fragments : ' 

Praise 715-723 

MiBGellaneoQi 724—786 



INDEX 



First Lines of Hymns and Odes, 



A Birth-day .'—what a joyful sound . . . 480 

A glory gilds the sacred page 99 

A voice comes from Ramah 679 

Absent from flesh ! oh ! blissful thought 467 

Acquaint thee, O mortal 102 

Adieu to all my fond pursuits 374 

Again the Lord of life and light 523 

Ah ! who would rashly quit the nest. . 321 
Ah! why should this immortal mind.. 392 
Ah 1 why should this mistalcen mind. . 319 

Alas, how fast our moments fly 395 

Alas! this adamantine heart 3S7 

All hail! incarnate God, divinely fair 266 
All hail the Great Immannel's name. . 188 

All that I possess is thine 303 

Almighty Father! Gracious Lord.. .. 249 

Almighty Maker of my frame 637 

Almighty Maker, God 241 

Am I a soldier of the cross 445 

Amazing, beauteous change 202 

Amid these various scents of ills 549 | 

Amidst the harmony of thousand stars 725 i 
An heir of grief and pain and shame. . 24 j 
And art thou with us, gracious Lord.. 113 | 

And can my heart aspire so high 359 

And must I part with all I have 360 

And thou must die — my darling boy. . 147 

A.nd will the Judije descend 657 

And will th' ortended God again 371 

And will the Lord thus condescend... 73 

Angels, assist to sing 235 

Angels ! from the realms of glory 51 

Another day is past 512 

Another six days' work is done 522 

Arise, my soul ! thy fetters burst 326 

Around Bethesda's healing wave 57 



As a beam o'er the face of the waters 

As down in the sunless retreats 

As much have I of worldly good 

As the sun's enliv'ning eye 

Awake, awake, my sluggish soul 

Awake, my dormant zeal 

Awake, my drowsy soul 

Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve.. 
Awake, the soft, harn^onious lays .... 
Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes 
B 

Beautiful, sublime, and glorious 

Before the pow'r of love divine 

Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay 

Begin, my soul, the heav'nly song 

Begin the high, celestial strain 

Begone, unbelief! my Saviour is near 

Behold a stranger at the door 

Behold the gloomy vale 

Behold the great Eternal God 

Behold the sons, the heirs of God.... 

Beneficent Hearer of pray'r 

Beset with snares on ev'ry hand 

Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth.. 
Beyond — beyond the boundless sea .. 
Beyond the glitt'ring, starry skies.. . . 

Blameless as pleasing 

Bleak winter is subdu'd at length 

Blessed be thy name for ever 

Blest be the lie that binds 

Blest is the man whose soft'ning heart 
Blest Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts 

Blest was the lime 

Blest who far from all mankind 

Blinded in youth, by satan's arts .... 
Bright morning-star of bliss 



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INDEX. 



First Lines of Hymns and Odes. 



Bright Source of everlasting love .... 581 

Brightest and best of the sons 53 

But art thou thus indeed alone 691 

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Call not earth a barren spot 37 

Can I bid thee, little stranger 139 

Can immortal, new-born spirits 447 

Can we hope for crowns on high 383 

Care no longer for the monow 642 

Cease here longer to detain me 148 

Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish 635 

Children, to your Creator, God 482 

Christ watches o'er the embers 620 

Come, blessed Jesus, quickly come. . . 291 
Come, children, and look at the grave 625 

Come, death, releas'd from dread 611 

Come forth in thy purple robes again 501 
Come, heav'niy love, inspire my song 87 

Come, heav'niy peace of mind 405 

Come humble souls, ye mourners come 376 
Come, leave these vales below thee . . 682 

Come, Lord, and warm 668 

Come, my fond, flutt'ring heart 287 

Come, saints, and shout 68 

Come, thou Desire of all thy saints . . 275 
Come, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing .. 253 

Come to Calv'ry's holy mountain 111 

Come, wand'rLng sheep 728 

Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched 106 
Come, ye that love the Saviour's name 186 

Creator God, Eternal Light 4 

D 

Dead be my heart to all below 288 

Dear as thou wert, and justly dear. . . 633 

Dear centre of my best desires 309 

Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat 167 

Dear Jesus, while in mortal flesh 333 

Dear Lord ! and shall thy spirit rest. . 97 

Dear Lord I accept a sinful heart 386 

Dear Lord, 'lis known to thee — the sigh 77 

Dear Refuge of my weary soul 168 

Dear Saviour, 1 long for the hour 729 

Dear Saviour! when my thoughts recall 348 
Death ! 'tis a name with terror fraught 601 
Death, Avith his dread commission . . . 538 

Deathless principle, arise 619 

Deep are the wounds which sin 84 

Delusive w orkl, farewell 86 

Deserted by each faithless friend 370 

Do not I love thee, O my Lord 305 

E 
Earth has engross'd my love too long 670 

Earth to earth, and dust to dust 709 

Eternal Pow'r, Almighty God 5 

Eternal Pow'r, whose high abode .... 260 
Eternal Source of ev'ry joy 469 



Eternal Source of joys divine 221 

Eternal Wisdom ! thee we praise. . . - 32 
Ev'n in the shadiest, darkest night... 730 

Ev'n the plum'd songster 731 

Extinguish'd now is the last lone star 500 

F 
Fair are the flow'rs, and fair the trees 664 

Fairer than morning's early tear 732 

Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss 121 
Far from the w-orld, O Lord, I flee. . . 271 
Far from these narrow scenes of night 662 
Farewell, bright soul ! a short farewell 622 

Farewell, thou orb of splendor 463 

Father ! glorify thy name 226 

Father, how wide thy glory shines... 134 

Father, in all my comforts here 211 

Father, my times are in thy hand.... 358 
Father of Lights ! thou Great Supreme 177 

Father of mercies, God of love 217 

Father of mercies ! God of love 254 

Father of mercies, in thy word 9S 

Father of mercies, send thy grace.... 583 

Father! Source of light and love 242 

Father! thy paternal care.... 255 

Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 230 

Fear not, faint not :— tho' thou stray. . 733 

For uncreated charms I burn 335 

Foreboding thoughts and gloomy fears 402 
Forgive, fciesi saint, the tributary tear 711 
Freely, for thee, dear Saviour, I. forego 293 

Frequent the day of God returns 530 

Friends of the poor, the young 588 

From ev'ry earthly pleasuie 453 

From Greenland's icy mountains .... 191 

From the Mount of Calvary 107 

From the recesses of a lowly spirit... 209 

Full many a flow'r is scatter'd 628 

G 
Gently the shades of night descend. . . 687 

Glory to th' Eternal Ring 11 

Glory to Thee, whose pow'rful word.. 247 

Goa is a name my soul adores 13 

God is here— how sweet the sound. . . . 183 

God is my strong salvation 428 

God is our refuge and defence 26 

God moves in a mysterious way 49 

God of mercy, God of love 347 

God of my life, through all its days . . 257 

God of ray life, to thee belong 252 

God of my life ! to thee my soul aspire§ 313 
God of my life, whose gracious pow'r 27 
God of our life! thy various praise... 468 
Grace rules below, and sits enthron'd 734 

Grace ! 'tis a charming sound 135 

Gracious Jesus, thee 1 love 431 

I Gracious Leader ! now appear 222 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Hymns and Odes. 



Gracious Saviour, smile upon me .... 

Great All in All ! I bend in dust 

Great Former of this various frame .. 

Great God ! inspire our hearts 

Great God ! let all my tuneful pow'rs 
Great God, my Maker, and my King 
Great God of vi^onders ! all thy ways. . 
Great God ! the heav'ns thy pow'r . . . 

Great God, to thee I'll make 

Great King of glory, come 

Great Redeemer, Friend of sinners .. 
Great Ruler of the earth and skies... 
Great Source of being and of love . . . 

Great Sun of Righteousness 

Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 

H 

Hail ! great Immanuel 

Hail, happy day! the day of holy rest 
Hail, heav'nly scenes of endless peace 

Hail! sacred day of holy thought 

Hail, Sacred Truth ' 

Hail to the Lord's anointed 

Hail, twilight memories of past delight 

Hallelujah I— earth and sky 

Hallelujah ! Praise to God, 

Happy the soul whose wishes climb.. 

Happiness, thou lovely name 

Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord 

Hark ! on that sigh a soul has ris'n... 

Hark, the glad sound 

Hark ! the solemn trumpet sounding. . 
Hark! the voice of love and mercy . . 
Hark ! 'tis our Heav'nly Leader's voice 
Hark! 'tis your heav'nly Father's call 

Hath God cast off for ever 

^e builds his house upon «he sand . . . 
He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies . . 
He lives! the great Redeemer lives.. 

He who sits from day to day 

Hear, gracious Lord, ard heal the vt'oes 
Hear, gracious God, my humble pray'r 

High-born, immortal is the soul 

High in yonder realms of light 

Holy wonder, heav'nly grace 

How are thy servants blest, Lord.. 

How barren of sincere delight 

How beauteous are the hoary hairs. . . 
How beautiful life's op'ning scenes .. 

How beautiful the sight 

How blest the minds which daily rise 
How blest the sacred tie, that binds.. 
How blest thy creature is, Lord . . . 

How charming is the place '.. 

How cheerful, along the gay mead. . . 

How cheering the thought 

How dark— how desolate 

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How fair and gay. 

How fair the page of nature's book . . 

How fine has the day been 

How flesh and nature dread to die... 

How glorious is the gift of faith 

How happy are the new-born race... 
How happy is the Christian's state... 

How happy is the pilgrim's lot 

How hopeless guilty nature lies 

How long, my soul, wilt thou delay.. 
How long shall earth's alluring toys.. 

How lost was my condition 

How many doubts and fears prevail.. 
How meanly dwells th' immortal mind 
How oft, alas ! this treach'vons heart, . 
How oft the world's alluring smile ... 
How peaceful is the Christian's breast 

How pleasing is the voice. . .~. 

How shall I follow him I serve 

How sweet, how heav'nly is the sight. . 

How sweet is the tear of regret 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
How sweet to see the joy-conferring. . 
How sweet to the heart is the thought 
How tedious and tasteless the hours.. 

How vast is the tribute I owe 

How vain a thought is bliss below ... 
How vain are sighs ! how vain regret 
I 

I am fond of the swillow 

I hear thee spea'» of the Uctter land , . 

I love the Lord ! but «h ! kow far 

I love to see my Lord below 

I seei, the valley : — a!] alor.e 

I was toss'd on the billows of live. . . . 

If all our hopes, and ■i.W our f,>ars 

If all the monsrchs, whose cojninand. . 
If ever on earth the visiojis of Lieav'n 
If 'Sod has msde this world so fair. . . 

If I must die, oh ! let me die 

If life in sorrow njust be f^p^iit 

Ii there be passions in my ?oi:l ...... 

I'm but a stranger and a pilgrim here 

Immaculate Saviour and Friend 

In all my Lord's appointed wa>s 

In ev'ry object here, I see 

In ev'ry softly wiiisp'ring rill 

In folly and error the godless one reigns 

In God, my soul, behold thy rest 

In his blest life ^. 

in one harmonious, ches^ri'ul song .... 

in sleep's serene oblivion laid 

In tlie iloods of tribulation 

In the watches of night 

In vain tiic dusky nigl)t retires ...... 

In vain the erring world inquires 



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INDEX. 



First Lines of Hymns and Odes. 



In vain the giddy world inquires 

In vain the world's alluring charms.. 

In vain the world's alluring smile 

In youth's fair morn, when first I threw 
Indulgent Lord, thy goodness reigns.. 

Infinite God, thy counsels stand 

Infinite Pow'r ! Eternal Lord 

Inqjiire, ye pilgrims, for the way 

Interval of grateful shade 

Is there a time when moments flow. . 

Is there no kind, no lenient art 

Is this the same heart which I knew. . 

It is not that my lot is low 

It seems as if the summer sky 

J 
Jehovah reigns! let ev'ry nation hear 

Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious name 

Jesus, and didst thou condescend .... 

Jesus ! and shall it ever be 

Jesus, at thy command 

Jesus died ! — 'twas he drank deepest. . 

Jesus, full of all compassion 

Jesus, I love thy charming name 

Jesus, I love thy charming name .... 

Jesus, King of love and grace 

Jesus, I see a thousand charms 

Jesus I in thy transporting name 

Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace.. 

Jesus, my Saviour and my God 

Jesus, Refuge of my soul 

Jesus, the Friend of man 

Jesus, the spring of joys divine 

Jesus, to thee I lift my eyes 

Jesus, where'er thy people meet 

K 

Keep silence, all created things 

Know'st thou the value of a soul 

L 
Land, where the hones of our fathers 
Language is weak, to paint the joy. . . 

Leaves have their time to fall 

Let ev'ry creature join 

Let others boast their ancient line. . . . 
Let others bow at fashion's shrine. . . . 

Lot party names no more 

Let the sea swell Jehovah's praise . . . 
Let v/orldiy mindsi the v>'orld pursue.. 

Life, is a span, a fleeting hour 

Like the rivers time is gliding 

Lo ( a fire of destruction ; . . 

Lo! he Cometh, countless trumpets. .. 
Lo ! he comes with clouds descending 

Lo ! I behold the scatter'd shades 

Lo! the bright, the rosy morning 

Lo ! wisdom stands, with smiling face 
Look aronnd thee — eee Decay ....... 



Look up, look up, and weep not so . . 149 
Look ! ye saints,— the sight is glorious 187 

Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie 213 

Lord, at thy table we behold 536 

Lord, be merciful to me 397" 

Lord, hear a penitent that prostrate lies 346 
Lord, how shall wi etched sinners dare 5S4 
Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign..... 540 
Lord, let my trembling soul be still .. 546 
Lord of heav'n and earth and ocean.. 591 

Lord of hosts, how lovely, fair 277 

Lord of ray life ! oh, may thy praise.. 497 
Lord, pour thy spirit from on high... 199 
Lord! rend the veil from Israel's eyes 748 

Lord, search, oh ! search 747 

Lord ! shed a beam of heav'nly day.. 3S3 
Lord, smile on each divine attempt . . 198 

Lord, subdue our selfish will 569 

Lord, thou hast been thy people's rest 7 
Lord, though my way be dark, I feel. . 416 

Lord, 'tis an infinite delight 615 

Lord, to thee my sighs ascend 462 

Lord! whate'er in mortal eyes 429 

Lord ! when my thoughtful soul 749 

Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove 535 

Lord, when our raptui-'d thought 243 

Lord! when we see a saint of thine .. 613 

Lord, where thy radiant beams 178 

Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb 718 

Lovely is the face of nature 1S5 

M 
Many storms our ship has weather'd.. 592 

Mark the righteous man, and see 617 

Mark the soft-falling snow 124 

Morning breaks upon the tomb 65 

Moi'tals, avvake ! with angels join 52 

Must friends and kindred droop and die 631 
My Captain sounds th' alarm of war. . 444 
My God, all nature owns thy sway... .34 
My God, amid the suffering hour .... 403 

My God, I bow before thy feet 206 

My God, my Father, blissful name... 364 
My God, my King, to thee I'll raise. . 259 

My God, shall ev'ry creature join 300 

iMy God, thy boundless love I praise.. 18 

My gracious Redeemer I love 430 

My Guardian's watchful care 496 

My heart, no more distress'd 425 

My joys are fled — the transient dream 629 
My lot is in thy hand— the night..... 752 
My passions hold a pleasing reign ... 750 
My rising soul with strong desires ... 751 
My soul, with ail thy waken'd pow'rs 295 

My thoughts, that often mount 599 

My times of sorrow and of joy 354 

My waken'd soul, extend thy wings. . 65S 



INDEX. ^ 



First Lines of Hymns and Odes. 



N 
Nature,— with all her countless throng 239 

Never shall deluges of woe 120 

Night spreads her mantle o'er the sky 541 
No! I will cleave to earth no more.. 290 

No idle passion fills my breast 153 

No more, dear Saviour, will I boast.. 133 

No strength of nature can suffice 344 

No .' — think not I can ever be 562 

Not a broken, brief obedience 345 

Not the rich world of minds above... 307 
Nothing is breathing beiovv, above... 685 

Now let a true ambition rise 433 

Now let our hearts conspire to raise.. 478 
Now let our mourning hearts revive. . 632 
Now let our souls on wings sublime.. 330 

Now let our voices join 436 

Now let us repose from our labor 521 

Now to him who lov'd ns— gave us. . . 719 
Now, we see, beyond the portal 652 



O dearer to my thankful heart 310 

O Holy Lord! I love thy truth 323 

O Lord, another day is flown 513 

O Lord! I would delij;ht in thee 318 

O Lord ! ia sorrow, I resign 353 

O Lord! my best desires fulfil 352 

O my soisl, what means this sadness.. 419 
O my soul, what means this sadness.. 420 
Pleasure! thine aspect is bright... 282 
O sweet abode of peace and love .... 753 
O th' immense, th' amazing height... 41 
O thou great Arbiter of life and death 755 

O thou, my all 756 

O thou, my soul, forget no more 267 

O thou, who driest the mourner's tear 169 

O thou, whose favorable eye 332 

O thou whose mercy guides my way, . 547 

O thou whose sacred charms 334 

O thou whose tender mercy hears,... 400 

O ye, who, with the silent tear 623 

O'er the gloomy hills of darkness .... 200 

Of all the gifts thy hand bestows 122 

Of all the joys we mortals know 341 

Oft have I sat in secret sighs 551 

Oft have I tuin'd my eye within 393 

Oh ! calm the tumults that invade 561 

Ob! come with thine olive-branch... 95 
Oh ! could we read our int'rest here. . 456 
Oh! do not gri«ve, tho' men of guile 676 

Oh 1 for a closer walk with God 229 

Oh! for a joy, that weaves with art.. 757 

Oh, for a message from above 754 

Oh ! for a sweet, inspiring ray. ...... 667 

Oh, how cheating ! oh, how fleeting. . 160 
Oh I how delightful, oh ! how sweet. . 492 



Oh, how wise th it God hath hidden. . 
Oh, praise the Lord, ye ocean waves. . 

Oh ! say, hast thou watch'd 

Oh ! say no more. There's nought 

Oh ! speak to my spirit, sweet harp.. 
Oh! strike the harp: 'tvvill soothe... 
Oh ! sweet as vernal dews that liil. . .. 

Oh, that I knew the secret place 

Oh ! that I may keep thy word 

Oh, the hour when this material 

Oh ! 'tis sweet to think — hereafter . . . 
Oh ! weep not for the joys that fade.. 

Oh, what a groan was there 

Oh ! what can be more frail 

Oh ! what is life 1 — 'Tis like a flow'r. . 

Oh ! whence is the freshness 

Oh ! who is it comes from the field. . . 

Oh ! who, that has an eye to see 

Oh ! why, by passing clouds oppress'd 
Oh ! why should we seek to anticipate 
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand... . 

One ray of solid hope 

Onward — heav'n-ward let us press... 

Our day calmly closes 

Our dying friends are pioneers 

Our God is love 

Ours is a lovely world ! How fair.... 

P 
Peace, my complaining, doubting heart 
Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's band. , 

People of the living God 

Perfect love has pow'r to soften 

Plead Thou — oh, plead my cause 

Pleasing spring again is here 

Praise ! flow for ever, if astonishmeiit 

Praise the Lord, ye hosts above 

Praise the Saviour, all ye nations.. . . 

Praise to God ! immortal praise 

Praise to thee, thou great Creator 

Praise to thy name. Eternal God. . . . . 
Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir... 
Pray'r is the soul's sincere desire .... 

Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 

Pure and undeti I'd religion 

R 

Rejoice ! the Saviour reigns 

Retir'd from noise, my silent thoughts 
Return, thou wish'd and welcome guest 
Return, ye wand'rers, — oh! return... 
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings. . 
Round us, o'er us, is there aught 

S 
Sacred raptures cheer my breast. .. . . 

Sad pris'ners in a house of clay 

Sages of old bewail'd their birth 

Salvation ! oh ! melodious sound. .... 



43 
720 



164 



144 



651 
579 
563 
758 
158 
639 
6S9 
673 
684 
759 
760 
663 
761 
143 
516 
76'. 
76\ 
36 

545 

630 
298 
330 
704 
474 
721 
233 
195 
248 
722 
322 
232 
203 
212 
350 

190 
270 
7C5 
112 
329 
648 

4.32 

468 
603 
21d 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Hymns and Odes. 



Saviour, hear my early vow 495 

Say, sinner, wilt thou go with me. . . . 108 
Searcher of hearts 1 to thee are known 22 
See, gracious God, before thy throne. . 593 

See how rude winter's icy hand 472 

See, Lord, thy willing subject bows.. 264 

See the glorious Cherubim 240 

See the leaves around us^falling 479 

Seize the fair minutes 766 

Shall I forsake the blessed cross 342 

Shall the least shadow of a change... 411 

Sheisfall'n! she is fall'n 201 

Should famine o'er the mourning field 170 

Should Nature's scenes to please 70 

Since all the downward tracks of time 351 
Since first thy word awoke my heart. . 767 
Sinner, oh! why so thoughtless grown.. iOl 
Sinners, will you scorn the message.. 279 

Sleep, downy sleep 504 

Sleep — sleep to day, tormenting cares 526 
So fades the lovely, blooming flow'r. . 768 

Soft season of repose 505 

Sound the loud timbrel 248 

Source of Love, and Light of Day 361 

Sov'reign of all the worlds on high. . . 218 

Sov'reign Ruler of the skies 381 

Star of my hope ! depart not 91 

Stay, stay, my lab'ring pow'rs, awake 506 
Stern winter throws his icy chains ... 471 
Still do the wheels of time revolve... 491 
Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies 60 
Sure I must iove the Saviour's name. . 385 
Sweet as the Shepherd's tuneful reed 105 
Sweet glories rush upon my sight .... 466 

Sweet hour ! it seems 769 

Sweet is creation's incense, giv'n . 680 

Sweet is the last, the parting ray SIS 

Sweet is the sceiie when Christians die 616 

Sweet peace of conscience 373 

Sweet the hour of tribulation 171 

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing. . 426 
T 

Talk they of morals 770 

Tell me no more of earthly toys 294 

Tell me, thou dust beneath my feet. . . 694 

Tell me, wand'rer ! v/ildly roving 176 

The Assyrian came down like the Y/olf 675 
The billows swell, the winds ure high SRS 
The bird, let loose in Eastern skies. . . 695 

The birds have their home 697 

The cold wind strips the yellow leaf. . 515 

The fabric of nature is fair 539 

The fair smile of mor«ing GSl 

The flow'ry meads, the verdant vales. . 475 
The glorious things of heav'nly birth. . 647 
The gospel is preach'd to the poor. . . . 378 



I The grave in which Jesus was laid ... 

j The heav'ns invite my eye 

j The insect that, with puny wing ..... 
! The King of heav'n his table spreads. . 
I The labors of the day are done 

The last! — how gloomy are the thoughts 

The Lord, how fearful is his name... 

The Lord is my Shepherd 

The Lord my pasture shall prepare... 

The Lord of Glory reigns 

The Lord our God is cloth'd with might 

The Lord will happiness divine 

The mighty Conqu'ror leaves the dead 

The morning hours of cheerful light.. 

The morning is breaking 

The off 'rings which to thee arise 

The peaceful fruits of i-ighteousness. . . 

The Saviour calls — let ev'ry ear. ..... 

The Saviour's praise, all human tongues 

The secret sigh, the silent pray'r 

The serpent of the field, by art 

The soul, immortal and sublime 

The spacious firmament on high 

The swift, declining day 

The taper has quiver'd its last 

The taunts and frowns of men on earth 

The weary trav'ller, lost in night 

The week is past ! and has it brought. . 

The wiliow that droops. 

The wisdom of the Lord,... 

Thee, dearest Lord, my heart adores. . 

Then is there no sunny isle. . ........ 

There is a beam upon the hill 

There is a calm for those who weep. . 

There is a fountain fiU'd with blood.. 

There is a God, all nature speaks 

There is a land of living joy 

There is a land where everlasting suns 

There is a region, lovelier far 

There is a thought can lift the soul. . . 

There is an hour of peaceful rest 

There is an hour that all must feel 

There's not an echo round me 

These are thy glorious works 

These mortal joys, how soon they fade 

They are not gone «. . 

Thine earthly •Sabbaths, Lord, we love 

Thine is the ev'ning's twilight ray 

This is the feast of heav'nly wine 

This is the hour when natu«e owns... 

This time, how lovely and how still.. 

This world is all a fleeting show 

This world, that we so highly prize . . 

Thou art, Lord, the life and light . . 

Thou dear Redeemer, dying Larab. . . 

Thou didst, migl)ly God, exist 



46 
109 
508 
?04 

44 



43 
19 
349 
67 
486 
686 
208 
172 
104 
723 
773 
154 
644 
2 
643 
542 
300 
130 
520 
585 
118 
302 
702 
518 
710 
123 
I 
660 
771 
C61 
125 
666 
161 
273 
772 
586 
634 
.^SS 
774 
534 
614 
531 
163 
174 
25 
2C9 
C 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Hymns and Odes. 



Thou, Lord, art about me 20 

Thou lovely Source of true delight ... 227 

Thou only centre of my rest 543 

Thou only Sov'reign of my heart .... 1(56 
Thou Prince of Glory, slain for me . . 61 
Thou Sacred One, Almighty Three... 14 

Thou soft-flowing Kedron 59 

Thou that dost my life prolong 498 

Though clouds arise, and dim the sight 415 

Though sometimes my way 455 

Though trav'lling through a wilderness 575 
Thro' sorrow's night, and danger's path 600 

Though the worn mariner prevail 558 

Through the skies, when the thunder. . 205 
Thrice happy nation ! where the Lord 589 
Thrice happy, who on earth beheld . . 340 
Thy glory, O Babel, shall vanish away 674 
Thy mansion is the Christian's heart. . 207 

Thy names, how infinite they be 10' 

Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea 50 

Thy will be done I In devious way. .. 225 
Tidings ! glad tidings from above .... 54 

Time is winging us away 636 

'Tis a point I long to know 339 

'Tis done ! the darling idol I resign. . . 150 

'Tis false, thou vile accuser! — go 412 

'Tis midnight — 'tis midnight 671 

'Tis my happiness below 448 

'Tis not thy Avrath 770 

'lis past-^the dreadful, stormy night. . 422 

'Tis religion that can give 775 

'Tis sweet to think — 'tis passing sweet 580 
'Tis the fair dawn of heav'nly day. . . , 278 
'Tis vain with eager heart to grasp... 159 
To Christ, the Lord, let ev'ry tongue. . 71 

To die in faith, is to begin 610 

To heav'n my restless heart aspires... 440 

To Jesus, the c.-own of my hope 461 

To lay ihe soul that loves him, low. . . 45 
To me remains nor place nor time... 182 
To me 'tis equal whether Love ordain 308 
To our Redeemer's glorious name.... 265 

To tell my Saviour all my wants 372 

To that fair world of light and bliss. . . 459 
To thee, great God, with thankful, heart 499 

To thee, my God, and Friend 490 

To thee, my God, to thee I bring.... 487 
To thee, my gracious God, I sigh .... 224 
To thee, my Saviour and Jiiy Lord ... 268 
To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord. . 90 

To-morrow, Lord, is thine 041 

True I visions haunt the gen'ral breast 115 
'Twas in an hour when sin prevail'd. . 418 

U 
Unnumber'd systems, suns, and worlds 33 
Up to thy seat. Eternal God 96 



Vain, delusive world, adieu 301 

Vain world, begone, nor ves my heart 324 
Vexatious world! thy flatt'ring snares 384 

Vital spark of heav'nly flame. 708 

W 
Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's wiU. . . 31 

Watchman I tell us of the night 196 

We know not what is right 47 

We walk a narrow path, and rough . . 460 
Weary of these low scenes of night. . . 256 
Welcome, now, each thorn I find. . . . 450 

Welcome, returning day of rest 524 

What are all the charms of earth .... 138 
What are meetings, here, but partings 573 

What awakens new-born joy 502 

What dost thou, O wandering dove .. 698 

What hath God wrought 245 

What if death my sleep invade 511 

VAat is our God, or vfhat his name. . 30 

What is life ? 'tis but a vapor 636 

What jarring natures dwell within . . . 44C 
What! shall whole ages wear away.. 327 
What soft delight the peaceful bosom 476 
What though downy slumbers flee. . . . 510 
What, though o'er my mortal tomb . . 604 

What though the moments fly 640 

What though we wade in wealth 778 

What llietisands never knew the road 207 

What various hindrances we meet 204 

Whatever speaks the Godhead great. . 779 
V/hen all that most we cherish'd .... 650 

When all thy mercies, O my God 266 

When ber.ding o'er ihe brink of life.. 607 
Vv''hen blooming youth is snatch'd away 627 
When darkness long has veil'd my mind 42* 
When, dearest Saviour, when shall I. . 529 
When death and everlasting things... 557 
When death appears before my sight. . 605 
When disciplin'd by long distress..., 54S 
When fancy spreads her boldest wings 180 

V» hen fiU'd with grief 312 

When first its pious herald 193 

When first the God of boundless grace 120 
When gath'iing clouds around I view 76 

When hours of shade are ending 424 

V/hen I can trust my all with God... 355 
When in dark and dreadful gloom... 40 
When in the darkness deep and dull.. 780 
When, in the hour of lonely v\ oe .... 409 
V/hen languor and disease invade.... 554 
When life as op'nisig buds is sweet .. 613 

When many a tempest blew 701 

When niarsliall'd on the nightly plain 92 
When musing sorrow weeps the past. . ;i57 
When, my soul 777 



INDEX. 



First Lilies of Hymns and Odes. 



When, o'er trodden paths of life 251 

When, rising from the bed of dieath.. 216 

When shall we me"fet again 574 

When sickness shakes 553 

When sins and fears prevailing rise.. 114 
When, soon or late, we reach the coast 7S2 

When the fierce north-wind 712 

When the sad, parting word we hear. . 577 

When the sun* shines forth 3 

When the wintry storm, o'ershading. . 151 
When these transient scenes of pleasure 705 

When through the torn sail 215 

When we pass through yonder river. . 451 
Where, beneath heav'n's spreading. . . 281 
Where burns the tire-side brightest. . . 142 
Where shall the tribes of Adam find. . 72 
Where'er my flutt'ring passions rove. . 145 
Which is the happiest death to die. . . 714 
While days and weeks pass gently by 645 
While earth-born strifes are swelling 571 

While my Redeemer's near 89 

While on the verge of life I stand 457 

While Sinai roars, and round the earth 116 
While through this changing world. . . 435 

While to the grave our friends 624 

Whither — whither shall we go 165 

Who dares attempt th* Eternal Name 12 
Why art thou cast down, my soul. . . . 421 

Why do we shed the silent tear 578 

Why dost thou linger in thy cell 394 

Why droops my soul 82 

Why is this heav'n-descended mind.. 391 
Why, O my soul, with cares oppress'd 413 



Why, my soul, why wcepest thou.. 410 

Why, on the bending willows hung . . 197 

Why should dreams so dark 417 

Why should my pining spirit be 365 

Why those fears? behold 'tis Jesus... 439 

Why, thou never-setting Light 401 

With minds serene 781 

With transport, Lord, our souls 78 

Within these walls be peace 587 

Woe and wailing shall be o'er then . . 713 



Ye angels, who stand round the throne 261 

Ye earthly vanities, depart 228 

Ye gay deceivers of the mind 280 

Ye giitt'ring toys of earth, adieu 81 

Ye hearts, with youthful vigor warm. . 483 

Ye heav'nly gates 659 

Ye humble souls, approach your God 10 
Ye humble souls, complain no more.. 379 
Ye humble souls that seek the Lord.. 66 

Ye objects of sense 464 

Ye sons of men, with joy record 244 

Ye transient scenes of earth, farewell 465 
Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor.. 110 
Yes \ God is love— a thought like this 783 

Yes— 1 will' bless thee, O my God 258 

Yes— since God himself has said it... 366 

Yes, the Lord shall be my joy 784 

Yes, the Redeemer rose 64 

Yes, we'll record thy matchless love.. 538 

Yet, gracious God 785 

Yon sapphire clouds 786 



THE UNION COLLECTION 



HYMNS AND SACRED ODES. 



GOD. 



The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



L • L. M. Steele. 

The Divine Being manifested in the 
Works of Creation. 

Ps.xiv. 1.. xix.l— 6. liii. 1. Rom. i. 20. 

THERE is a God, all nature speaks. 
Thro' earth and air and seas and skies : 
See, from the clouds his glory breaks. 
As the first beams of morning rise. 

2 
The rising sun, serenely bright. 
O'er the wide world's extended frame, 
Inscribes, in characters of light. 
His mighty Maker's glorious name. 

3 
DiflFusing life, his influence spreads. 
And health and plenty smile around ; 
And fruitful fields and verdant meads 
Are with a thousand blessings crown'd. 

4 
Almighty goodness, pow'r divine. 
The fields and verdant meads display; 
And bless the Hand which made them shine 
With various charms, profusely gay. 

5 
For man and beast, here, daily food. 
In wide, diffusive plenty grows ; 
And there, for drink, the crystal flood. 
In streams meand'ring, gently flows. 

6 
By cooling streams and soft'ning show'rs 
The vegetable race are fed ; 
And trees and plants and herbs and flow'rs 
Their Maker's bounty, smiling, spread. 

7 
Their flow'ry tribes, all blooming, rise 
Above the weak attempts of art : 
Their bright, inimitable dyes 
Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 



Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, 
And trace creation's wonders o'er. 
Confess the footsteps of The God, 
And bow before him, and adore. 



2. 



D. L.M. 



A. Marvel. 



The Heavens declare the Being and 
Glory of God. 



Ps. xix. 1 — ( 



Rom. i, 20. 



THE spacious firmament on high. 
With all the blue, ethereal sky. 
And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, 
Their Great Original proclaim: 
Th' unwearied sun, from day to day. 
Does his Creator's pow'r display ; 
And publishes to ev'ry land, 
The work of an Almighty Hand. 

2 
Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail. 
The moon takes up the wondrous tale. 
And, nightly, to the list'ning earth. 
Repeats the story of her birth; 
While all the stars that round her bnrn. 
And all the planets, in their turn. 
Confirm their tidings as they roll, 
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 

3 
What, though in solemn silence all 
Move round the dark, terrestrial ball? 
What, though no real voice, nor sound. 
Amid their radiant orbs be found 1 
In reason's ear they all rejoice, * 
And utter forth a glorious voice. 
For ever singing, as they shine — 
" The Hand that made us i* Divimb." 



GOD. 



The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



O. 11.10. 11.10. B. Baston. 

The Heavens declare the Being and Glory of God. 

Ps. xix. 1 — 6. Rom. i. 20. 

WHEN the sun shines forth from the gates of the morn. 
Giving light and life to the landscape round ; 
When the dews of night are erapearl'd on the thorn, 
And with joyful songs the echoes resound ; — 
2 
Oh ! His is the splendor whose beauty makes dim 

All that art can frame to enchant the eye ; 
And the music we hear is the matin hymn 
Of unconscious praise to the Deity ! 
3 
When the silence of night o'er the earth is spread. 

And the moon and the stars in their courses shine, 
The stillness around, and the pomp overhead, 
Alike, to the heart have a voice divine. 



4, 



L. M. Witts. 

The God of Glory. 

Ex. XV. 11. 2 Sam. vii. 22. Ps. sxix. 3 
Acts vii. 2. 

CREATOR God, Eternal Light, 
Fountain of Good, Tremendous Pow'r 
Ocean of wonders. Blissful sight! 
Thy love and beauty I adore. 

2 
Thy glorious nature is unknown 
In the dark region where I dwell ! 
And partial glimpses from thy throne, 
Thy name in feeble whispers teii ! 

3 
In yonder world shall all be new — 
Myself— my God: oh, blest amaze! 
Not my best hopes or wishes know 
To form a shadow of this grace ! 

4 
Fix'd on my God, my heart, adore! 
My restless thoughts, forbear to rove 1 
Ye meaner passions, stir no more ! 
But all my pow'rs be joy and love ! 

^' CM. Steele. 

The Condescension of God. 
I Kings viii. 27. 2ChT.vi.lS. Ps. cxiii. 5, 6. 

ETERNAL Pow'r, Almighty God ! 
Who can approach thy throne ? 
A.ccessless light is thine abode, 
To angel-eyes unknown. 



Before the radiance of thine eye 

The heav'ns no longer shine; 
And all the glories of the sky 

Are but the shade of thine. 
3 
Great God 1 and wilt thou condescend 

To cast a look below — 
To this vile world thy notice bend — 

These seats of sin and woe ? 
4 
And wilt thou show thy smiling face. 

And bring thy glories near? 
Oh ! what imn:eaaurable grace, 

To dwell with mortals here ! 
5 
How strange, how M'ondrous is thy love I 

With trembling we adore ; 
Not all th' exalted minds abov^ 

Its wonders can explore. 
6 
V/hlle golden harps and angel-tongne* 

Resound immortal lays, 
Great God, permit our humble songi 

To rise, and mean thy praise. 



6. 



CM. 



Rows. 



The Eternity of God. 



Ps. xc. 2. Isa. xliv. 6. Ivij. 15. 
Rev. xi. If, xvi. 5. 

THOU didst, mighty God, exigt 
Ere time began its race, 
Before the ample elements 
Fill'd up the voids of space :— 



GOD. 



The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



Before the pond'rous earthly globe 

In fluid air was stay'd ; 
Before the ocean's mighty springs 
Their liquid stores display'd : — 
3 
Ere men ador'd, or angels knew. 
Or prais'd thy wondrous name ; 
Thy bliss, O sacred Spring of life I 
And glory, were the same. 
4 
And when the pillars of the world. 

With sudden ruin, break ; 
And all this vast and goodly frame 
Sink in the mighty wreck ; — 
5 
^ When from her orb the moon shall start, 
Th' astonish'd sun roll back ; 
And all the trembling, starry lamps 
Their ancient course forsake ; 
6 
For ever permanent and fix'd, 

From agitation free, 
Unchang'd, in everlasting years, 
Shall thine existence be. 

I • 8.7. 8.7. 8.8.7, MONTGOMERY. 

The Eternity of God, contracted with the 
Mortality of Man. 

P«. xc cii. 24--27. ciii, 15—13. 

LORD, thou hast been tfay people's rest. 
Through all their generations. 
Their refuge when by danger press'd. 

Their hope in tribulations : 
Thou, ere the mountains sprang to birth. 
Or ever thou hadst form'd the earth. 

Art God, from everlasting. 
2 
The sons of men return to clay. 

When thou the word hast spoken ; 
As with a torrent borne away. 

Gone — like a dream when broken ; 
A thousand years are, in thy sight. 
But as a watch amid the night, 

Or yesterday departed. 
3 
At morn we flourish, like the grass 

Witii dew and sunbeams lighted ; 
But ere the cool of ev'ning pass 

The rich array is blighted : 
Thy visitations, Lord, consume 
Youth's tender leaf and beauty's bloom ; 

We fade at thy displeasure. 



Our life is like the transient breath. 

That tells a mournful story. 
Early or late, cut short by death ; 

And where is all our glory ? 
Our days are threescore years and ten, 
And if the span be lengthen'd then. 

Their strength is toil and sorrow. 
5 
Lo ! thou hast set before- thine eyes 

All our misdeeds and errors ; 
Our secret sins from darkness rise 

At thine awak'ning terrors : 
Who shall abide the trying hour? 
Who knows the thunder of thy power ? 

We supplicate thy mercy. 
6 
Lord, teach us so to mark our days, 

That we may prize them duly ; 
So guide our feet in wisdom's ways, 

That we may love thee truly : 
Return, O Lord, our griefs behold. 
And with thy goodness, as of old. 

Oh ! satisfy us early. 
7 
Restore our comforts as our fears. 

Our joy as our affliction; 
Give to thy church, through changing yean, 

Increasing benediction ; 
Thy glorious beauty there reveal, 
And with thy perfect image seal 

Thy servants and their labors. 

O. 10.7. 10.7. D. From Bowbing. 

The Divine Faithfulness. 

Is. xlix. 15, 16. Deut. vii. 9. Is. liv. 10. 
Lam. iii. 23. 1 Cor. i. 9. 



H ! say, hast thou watch'd the maternal 



o 



So smiling on infancy ? 
Hast thou ever beheld the joy-boyn tear 

So bright in a mother's eye ? [njild, 

Hast thou mark'd the babe on her bosom 

Slumb'ring so tranquilly yet ? 
Oh ! she may forget her loveliest child, 

But God can never forget 
2 
In infinite love, our Father has weigh'd 

Our share of evil and good ; 
And blended our portion of light and shade 

In a wise vicissitude : 
Our sunshine he tempers with sober gloom, 

Lest light should dazzle our sense ; 
And gives, in mercy, a voice to the tomb. 

To summon our thoughts from hence. 



GOD. 

The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



With thee are my times, in whom I confide, 

Secure in thy gracious hand ; 
And oh, to my spirit be sanctified 

Wh'ate'er thy wisdom has plann'd ! 
In tempests and gloom the sun may descend. 

The shades of death may appear— 
My Father is there, my guardian and friend. 

Then what should my spirit fear 1 

y» L. M. Doddridge. 

The Goodness of God. 
Ex. xxxiv. 6. Ps. xxxiii. 5. cxlv. 7 — 9. 

INDULGENT Lord, thy goodness reigns 
Through all the wide, celestial plains ; 
And thence its streams redundant flow. 
And cheer th' abodes of men below. 

2 
Through nature's works its glories shine ; 
The cares of providence are thine ; 
And grace erects our ruin'd frame, 
A fairer temple to thy name. 

3 
Oh ! give to ev'ry human heart 
To taste and feel how good thou art F 
With grateful love and holy fear. 
To know how blest thy children are. 

4 
Let nature burst into a song ; 
Ye echoing hills, the notes prolong ; 
Earth, seas, and stai-s, your anthems raise, 
All vocal with your Maker's praise ! 

5 
Ye saints, with joy the theme pursue ; 
Its sweetest notes belong to you ; 
Chosen by this Celestial King 
For ever round his throne to sing. 

10. C. M. Steele. 

The Goodness of God. 
Ex. xxxiv. 6. Ps. cxlv. 7—9. Nah. 1. 7. 

YE humble souls, approach your God 
With songs of sacred praise ; 
For he is good, immensely good. 
And kind are all his ways. 
2 
All nature owns his guardian care. 

In him we live and move ; 
But nobler benefits declare 
The wonders of his love. 
3 
He gave his Son, his only Son, 

To ransom rebel worms ; 
'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
In its diviner forms. 



To this dear refuge. Lord, we come, 

'Tis here our hope relies ; 
A safe defence, a peaceful home, 

When storms of ti'ouble rise. 
5 
Thine eye beholds with kind regard 

The souls who trust in thee ; 
Their humble hope thou wilt j-jeward 

With bliss divinely free. 
6 
Great God, to thine almighty love 

What honors shall we raise ? 
Not all the raptur'd songs above 

Can render equal praise. 



11 



7s. 



Francis. 



The Qreatness of God. 

Ex. XV. 11. 2 Sam. vji. 22. 1 Chr. xxix. 
11, 12. Ps. civ. 1. cl. 2. 

GLORY to th' Eternal King, 
Cloth'd in majesty supreme f 
Let all heav'n his praises sing. 
Let all worlds his pow'r proclaim. 

2 
Through eternity he reigns. 
In unmeasur'd realms of light ; 
He the universe sustains, 
As an atom in his sight, 

3 
Suns on suns, through botindlesg space. 
With their systems, move or stand ; 
Or, to occupy their place, 
New orbs rise at his command. 

4 
Kingdoms flourish, empires ftiU, 
Nations live, and nations die ; 
All forms nothing — nothing all — 
At the movement of his eye. 

5 
Oh ! let my transported soul 
Ever on his glories gaze ; 
Ever yield to his control, 
Ever sound his lofty praise ! 



1% 



CM. 



Watts. 



With God is terrible Majesty, 

Job xxxvii. 22. Ps. xviii. 7 — 15. 
Hab. iii. 3—6. Nah. i. 2—6. 

WHO dares attempt th' Eternal Name 
Witji notes of mortal sound ? 
Dangers and glories guard the theme. 
And spread despair around. 



GOD. 



The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



Destruction waits t' obey his frown, 

And heav'n attends his smile : 
A wreath of lightning arms his crown. 

But love adorns it still. 
3 
Celestial King, our spirits lie. 

Trembling, beneath thy feet ; 
And wish, and cast a longing eye. 

To reach thy lofty seat. 
4 
When shall we see the Great Unknown, 

And in thy presence stand? 
Reveal the splendors of thy throne, 

But shield us with thy hand. 
5 
In thee what endless wonders meet ! 

What various glory shines ! 
The crossing rays too fiercely beat 

Upon our fainting minds. 
6 
Angels are lost in sweet surprise. 

If thou unveil thy grace ; 
And humble awe runs through the skies. 

When wrath arrays thy face. 
7 
When mercy joins with majesty 

To spread their beams abroad. 
Not all the fairest minds on high 

Are shadows of a Gofl. 
, 8 
Thy works the strongest seraph sings 

In a too feeble strain ; 
And labors hard, on all his strings. 

To reach thy thoughts in vain. 
9 
Created pow'rs, how weak they be ! 

How short onr praises fall ! 
So much akin to nothing, we. 

And thou, th' Eternal All ! 



13. 



L. M. 



Doddridge. 



TTie Immutability of God, and the Muta- 
bility of the Creation. 

Ps. cii. 26, 27. xc. 2 — 4. 

GREAT Former of this various frame, 
Our souls adore thine awful name, 
And bow and tremble while they praise 
The Ancient of Eternal Days. 

2 
Before thine nnsurpris'd survey 
Nature arose but yesterday ; 
And as to-morrow shall thine eye 
See earth and stars in ruin lie. 
B2 



Around thy throne of dazzling light, 
Beyond an angel's vision bright. 
Thy glory shines, with peerless ray, 
While suns and worlds in smoke decay. 

4 
Our days a transient period run. 
And change v/ith ev'ry circling sun ; 
And, in the firmest state we boast, 
A moth can crush us into dust. 

5 
But let the creatures fall around. 
Let death consign us to the ground ; 
Let the last gen'ral flame arise. 
And melt the earth, and burn the skie» : — 

6 
Calm as the summer's ocean, we 
Can aJl the wreck of nature see ; 
While grace secures us an abode 
Unshaken as the throne of God. 

J-T^» L. M. Watts. 

TTie Incomprehensibility of God. 



Job v. 



ix. 10. xi. 7 — 9. xxxvii. 23. 



THOU Sacred One, Almighty Three, 
Great Everlasting Majesty ! 
What lofty numbers shall we frame. 
Equal to thy tremendous name "? 

2 
Seraphs, the nearest to the throne. 
Begin, and speak the Great Unknown : 
Attempt the song, attune your strings 
To notes untried, and boundless things. 

3 
You, whose capacious pow'rs survey 
Largely beyond our eyes of clay. 
Yet what a narrow portion, too. 
Is seen, or known, or thought by you ! 

4 
How short your highest praises fall 
Below th' immense Original ! 
Weak creatures, we, that strive in vain 
To reach an uncreated strain. 

5 
Great God ! forgive our feeble lays, 
And sound thine own immortal praise : 
A song so vast, a theme so high, 
Calls for the voice that tun'd the sky. 

-I-O' L, M. Watts. 

The Incomprehenaibility of God. 
Job V. 9. ix. 10. xi. 7 — 9. xxxvii. 23. 

GOD is a name my soul adores, 
Th' Almighty Three, th' Eternal One ; 
Nature and grace, with all their pow'rg, 
Confess the Infinite Unknown. 



GOD. 



The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



From thy great self thy being springs ; 
Thou art thine own original ; 
Made up of uncreated things, 
And self-suflBcience bears them all. 

3 
Thy voice produc'd the seas and spheres, 
Bade the waves roar, and planets shine ; 
But nothing like Thyself appears, 
Through all these spacious works of thine. 

4 
Still, restless nature dies and grows ; 
From change to change the creatures run : 
Thy being no succession knows. 
And all thy vast designs are one. 

5 
Thy piercing glance darts through the globes. 
Rules the bright wox-lds, and moves their 

frame : 
Broad sheets of light compose thy robes ; 
Thy guards are form'd of living flame. 

6 
Thrones and dominions round thee fall, 
And worship in submissive forms ; 
Thy presence shakes this lower ball, 
This little dwelling-place of worms. 

7 
How shall affrighted mortals dare 
To sing thy glory or thy grace ; 
Beneath thy feet we lie so far. 
And see but shadows of thy face ! 

8 
Who can behold the blazing light ! 
Who can approach consuming flame ! 
None but thy wisdom knows thy might. 
None but thy word can speak thy name. 



16-, 



C. M. Watts. 

The Infinite. 

Ps. cxlvii. 5. Job v. 9. ix. 10. xi. 7. 
xxxvii. 23. 

THY names, how infinite they be. 
Great Everlasting One! 
Boundless thy might and majesty. 
And unconfin'd thy throne, 
2 
Thy glories sliine of wondrous size. 

And wondrous large thy grace ; 
luimortal day breaks from thine eyes, 
And Gabriel veils his face. 
3 
Thine essence is a vast abyss, 

Which angels cannot sound ; 
An ocean of infinities, 

Where all our thought? are drown'd. 



The myst'ries of creation lie 

Beneath enlighten'd minds : 
Thoughts can ascend above the sky, 

An(i fly before the winds ; 
5 ■ 
Reason may grasp the massy hills, 

And stretch from pole to pole ; 
But half thy name our spirit fills. 

And overloads our soul. 
6 
In vain our haughty reason swells. 

For nothing's found in Thee 
But boundless inconceivables. 

And vast eternity. 



17. 



L. M. 



Bbddome. 



The Justice and Goodness of God. 
Ps. Ixxxv. 10. Ixxxix. 14. Isa. xxx. 18. 

GREAT God, ray Maker and my King, 
Of thee PU speak, of thee Pll sing ; 
All thou hast done, and all thou dost, 
Declare thee good, proclaim thee just : 

2 
Thine ancient thoughts, thy firm decrees. 
Thy threat'nings, and thy promises, 
The joys of heav'n, the pains of hell, 
What angels taste, what devils feel : 

3 
Thy terrors, and thine acts of grace, 
Thy threat'ning rod, thy smiling face, 
Thy wounding, and thy healing word, 
A world undone, a world restor'd : 

4 
While these excite my fear and joy ; 
While these my tuneful lips employ ; 
Accept, Lord, the humble song, 
The tribute of a trembling tongue. 



18. 



8.8.6. S.8.6. Rev. H. MooRi 



The Love of God. 
John iii. 16. 1 John iv. 8—10. 16. 

MY God, thy boundless love I praise ! 
How bright on high its glories blaze ! 
How sweetly bloom below ! 
It streams from thine eternal throne ; 
Through heav'n its joys for ever run. 
And o'er the earth they flow. 



GOD. 



TTie Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



'Tis love that paints the purple morn, 
And bids the clouds, in air upborne, 

Their genial drops distil ; 
In ev'ry vernal beam it glows. 
And breathes in ev'ry gale that blows, 

And glides in ev'ry rill. 
3 
It robes in cheerful green the ground. 
And pours its flow'ry beauties round. 

Whose sweets perfume the gale ; 
Its bounties richly spread the plain. 
The blushing fruit, the golden grain. 

And smile on ev'ry vale. 
4 
But in the gospel it appears 
In sweetei-, fairer characters. 

And charms the ravish'd breast : 
There, love immortal leaves the sky, 
To wipe the drooping mourner's eye, 

And give the weary rest. 
5 
Then let the love that makes me blest. 
With cheerful praise inspire my breast. 

And ardent gratitude ; 
And all my thoughts and passions tend 
To thee, my Father and my Friend, 

My soul's eternal good. 
6 
Dart from thine own celestial flame 
One vivid beam, to warm my frame 

With kindred energy ;, 
Mark chine own image on my mind. 
And teach me to be good and kind. 

And love and bless like thee ! 



19. 



White. 



The Power of God. 



Ps. xciii. 1. 3, 4. Ixii. 11. 
xxxvi. 5. 



Job.ix. 19. 



THE Lord our God is cloth'd with might. 
The winds obey his will ; 
He speaks, and in his heav'nly height 
The rolling sun stands still. 
2 
Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land 

With threat'ning aspect roar ! 
The Lord uplifts his awful hand. 
And chains you to the shore. 
3 
Howl, winds of night ! your force combine 1 

Without his high behest 
Ye shall not, in the mountain-pine. 
Disturb the sparrow's nest. 
4 
His voice sublime is heard afar. 

In distant peals it dies ; 
He yokes the whirlwinds to his car. 
And sweeps the howling skies. 
5 
Ye nations, bend — in rev'rence bend ; 

Ye monarchs, wait his nod ; 
And bid the choral song ascend 
To celebrate our God. 



20. 



Byrom. 
The Omnipresence of God. 
Ps. cxxxix. 1 — 12. Jer. xxiii. 23, 24. 

THOU, Lord, art about me, go whither I will ; 
All the paths that I take to, I meet with thee still ; 
I go forth abroad, and am under thine eye ; 
I retire to myself, and behold thoa art by. 
How is it that thou hast encompass'd me so. 
That I cannot escape thee, wherever I go ? 
Such knowledge as this is too high to attain, 
'Tis a truth which i feel, though I cannot explain. 



Whither, then, shall I flee, from thy Spirit, O Lord? 

What shelter can space from thy presence afford ? 

If I climb up to heav'n, lo 1 there is thy thi-oae ; 

If I go down to hell, even there thou art known ; 

If, for wings, I should mount on the morning's swift ray, 

And remain in the uttermost parts of the sea. 

Even there, let the distance be ever so wide. 

Thy hand would support me, thy right hand would guide. 



GOD. 

The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



If I say, " Perad venture the dark may conceal 
What distance, though boundless, is forc'd to reveal ; " 
Yet the dark at thy presence would vanish away. 
And my cov'ring, the night, would be turn'd into day. 
'Tis myself, — myself only, who could not then see ; 
For the darkness, O Lord, is no darkness to thee : 
The night and the day are alike in thy sight ; 
And the darkness to thee is as clear as the light. 



21. 



8.6. 8. 



CONDER, 



Thctt they should seek the Lord, — though 
he be not far from every one of us. 

Acts xviL 27. 

BEYOND— beyond the boundless sea, 
Above the lofty sky. 
Further than thought itself can flee. 

Thy dwelling is on high : 
Yet, dear the awful thought to me, 
That thou, my (Jod, art nigh : — 

2 
Art nigh, and yet my lab'ring mind 

Feels after thee in vain ; 
Thee, in these works of pow'r to find. 

Or to thy seat attain : 
Thy messenger, the stormy wind — 

Thy path, the trackless main. 

3 

These speak of thee with loud acclaim. 
They thunder forth thy praise — 

The glorious honor of thy name. 
The wonders of thy ways : 

But thou art not in tempest flame, 
Nor in day's glorious blaze. 

4 

We hear thy voice when thunders roll 
Through the wide fields of air ; 

The waves obey thy dread control ; 
Yet still thou art not there : 

Where shall I find Him, O my soul, 
Who yet is ev'ry where 1 

5 

Oh ! not in circling depth or height ; 

But in the conscious breast. 
Present to faith, though veil'd from sight — 

There does his Spirit rest : 
Oh \ come, thou Presence Infinite, 

And make thy creature blest. 



22. 



112th. Montgomery. 



The Omniscience and Omnipresence of 
God. 

Ps. cxxxix. Jer. xxiii. 23, 24. 

SEARCHER of hearts ! to thee are 
known 
The inmost secrets of my breast : 
At home, abroad, in crowds, alone. 
My rising hours, my peaceful rest. 
My thoughts far oflF, through ev'ry maze,— 
Thine all-discerning eye surveys. 

2 

How from thy presence should I go, 
Or whither from thy Spirit flee ; 
Since all above, around, below. 
Exist in thine immensity? 
If up to heav'n I climb my way, 
I meet thee in eternal day : 

3 

If in the grave my bed I make, 

With worms and dust, lo ! thou art there ; 

Or if the morning's wings I take. 

And to the utmost sea repair; 

I feel thine all-controlling will. 

And thy right hand upholds me still. 

4 
In me thy workmanship display'd, 
A miracle of pow'r I stand ; 
Fearfully — wonderfully made, 
And frara'd in secret by thy hand ; 
I liv'd, ere into being brought. 
Through thine eternity of thought. 

5 

How precious are thy thoughts of peace, 
God, to me ! how great the sum ! 
New ev'ry morn, they never cease ; 
They were, they are, and yet shall come ; 
In number, and in compass, more 
Than ocean's sand, or ocean's shore. 



GOD. 



The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



Search me, God, and know my heart ; 
Tiy me, my secret soal sm-vey : 
Oh ! warn thy servant to depart 
From ev'ry false and treach'rous way; 
And guide me, by thy watchful eye, 
To life and immortality. 

Ji<J» 112th. Pres. Davies. 
The Pardojiing God. 
Micah vii. 18. Ps. Ixxxvi, 5. Dan. ix. 9. 

GREAT God of wonders ! all thy ways 
Are matchless, godlike, and divine ; 
But the fair glories of thy gi-ace 
More godlike and unrivall'd shine : 
Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! 
Or who has grace so rich and free ! 

2 
Crimes of such horror to forgive, 
Such guilty, daring worms to spare. 
This is thy grand prerogative, 
And none shall in the honor share : 
Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! 
Or who has grace so rich and free ! 

3 
Angels and men, resign your claim 
To pity, mercy, love, and grace ; 
These glories crown Jehovah's name 
With an incomparable blaze : 
Who is a pard'ning God like thee \ 
Or who has grace so rich and free ! 

4 
In wonder lost, with trembling joy 
We take the pardon of our God,— 
Pardon for crimes of deepest dye,— 
A pardon bought with Jesus' blood : 
Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! I 

Or who has grace so rich and free '. 

5 
Oh ! may this strange, this matchless grace. 
This godlike miracle of love. 
Fill the wide earth with grateful praise. 
And all th' angelic choirs above ! 
Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! 
Or who has grace so rich and free ! 



24. 



L. M. 



A. 



Divine Pity. 
Is. Ixiii. 9. James v. 11. 

AN heir of grief and pain and shame, 
A mourner, bom to weep and die ; 
Ne'er had I liv'd to bless thy name. 
Had not thy pity. Lord, been nigh. 



Convicted by thy righteous law, 

A criminal, condemn'd to die. 

No cheering ray had pierc'd the gloom, 

Had not thy pity, Lord, been nigh. 

3 
Consign'd to everlasting death. 
No friendly refuge where to fly ; 
I had in hopeless mis'ry dwelt. 
Had not thy pity, Lord, been nigh. 

4 
Thy pity sent thine only Son ; 
That we might live, he came to die ! 
He bore our guilt, he paid our debt. 
Because thy pity, Lord, was njgh. 



25. 



113th. Doddridge. 
The Eternal God his People's Refuge and 
Defence. 
Dent, xxxiii. 27. 29. Ps. Ixii. 2. 6, 7. 
Ixiii. 7. 

BEHOLD, the great Eternal God 
Spreads his protecting arms abroad. 
And calls our souls to shelter there : 
Wonders of mingled pow'r and grace 
To all his children he displays. 
Guarded from danger, and from fear. 

2 
The shadow of th' Almighty's wings 
Composure, unmolested, brings. 
While threat'uing horrors round me crowd : 
In vain the storms of rattling hail 
This all-secure retreat assail. 
And the wild tempest roars aloud. 

3 
In loftier strains my fearless tongue 
Shall warble its victorious song. 
My Father's graces to proclaim : 
He bears his tender offspring on. 
To glory radiant as his throne, 
And joys eternal as his name ! 



26. 



D. L. M. MONTGOMERT. * 

God is our Refuge and Strength. 
Ps. xlvi. 1—5. xlviii. 1—3. Heb. xiii. 6. 

GOD is our refuge and defence ; 
In trouble our unfailing aid ; 
Secure in his omnipotence, 
What foe can make our souls afraid ? 
Yea, though the earth's foundations rock. 
And mountains down the gulf be hurl'd ; 
His people smile amid the shock : 
They look beyond this transient world. 



GOD. 



The DiviTie Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



There is a river, pure and bright, [plains ; 
Whose streams make glad the heav'nly 
Where, in eternity of light. 
The eity of our God remains : 
Built by the word of his command. 
With his unclouded presence blest, 
Finn as his throne the bulwai-ks stand ; 
There is our home, our hope, our rest. 

3 
Thither let fervent faith aspire ; 
Our treasure and our heart be there ; 

Oh, for a seraphjs wing of fire ? 

No, — on the mightier wings of prayer 
We reach at once that blest retreat ; 
And, rang'd among the ransom'd throng, 
Fall with the Elders at His feet. 
Whose name alone inspires their song. 



27. 



L. M. Wesley's Col. 



He delivereth and rescueth. 
Dan. vi. 27. Ps. xxxiv. 7. 17. 19. xxxii. 7. 

GOD of my life, whose gracious pow'r 
Thro* varied deaths my soul has led, 
Or tum'd aside the fatal hour. 
Or lifted up my fainting head. 

2 
In all my ways thy hand I own. 
Thy ruling providence I see ; 
Assist me still my course to run — 
Still to repose my trust in thee. 

3 
Dangers have oft confess'd thy pow'r. 
And giv*n me back to thy command ; 
Nor could they. Lord, my life devour. 
Safe in the hollow of thy hand. 



Oft from the margin of the grave 
Thy love has lifted up my head ; 
And still I found thee near to save ; 
Diseases own'd thy touch, and fled. 

5 
Whither, oh ! whither should I fly. 
But to my Heav'nly Father's breast t 
Secure within his arms to lie. 
And safe beneath his wings to rest ! 



28, 



112th. 



Addison. 



The Lord is my Shepherd. 
Ps. xxiii. 

THE Lord my pasture shall prepare. 
And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
His presence shall my wants supply. 
And guard me with a watchful eye : 
My noon-day walks he shall attend. 
And all my midnight hours defend. 

2 
When in the sultry glebe I faint. 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant ; 
To fertile vales and dewy meads, 
My weary, wand'ring steps he leads, 
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow. 
Amid the verdant landscape flow. 

3 
Though in a bare and rugged way. 
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray ; 
Thy presence shall my pains beguile. 
The barren wilderness shall smile. 
With sudden greens and herbage crown'd. 
And streams shall murmur all around. 

4 
Though in the vale of death I tread, 
With gloomy horrors overspread. 
My stedfast heart shall fear no ill ; 
For thou, O Lord, art with me still : 
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid. 
And guide me through the dreadful shade. 



29. 



11. 10. 11. 10. 



Knox. 



The Lord is my Shepherd. 
Ps. xxiii. 

THE Lord is my Shepherd, he makes me repose 
Where the pastures of beauty are growing ; 
And leads me afar from the world and its woes. 
Where, in peace, the still waters are flowing. 
2 
He strengthens my spirit, — he leadeth my path 
Where the arms of his love shall enfold me ; 
And when I walk through the dark valley of death, 
His rod will be there to uphold me. 



GOD. 



The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 



30. 



L. M. 



Watts. 



2^ Supreme and Self-sufficient God. 
Ps. Ixxxix. 6—9. Rom. xi. 34—36. 

WHAT is our God, or what his name, 
Nor men can learn, nor angels teach ; 
He dwells conceal'd in radiant flame. 
Where neither eyes nor thoughts can reach. 

2 
The spacious worlds of heav'nly light, 
Compar'd with him, how short they fall ! 
They are too dark, and he too bright : 
Nothing are they, and God is all. 

3 
He spake the wondrous word, and lo ! 
Creation rose at his command ! 
Whirlwinds and seas their limits know. 
Bound in the hollow of his hand. 

4 
There rests the earth, there roll the spheres. 
There nature leans, and feels her prop ; 
But his own self-sufficience bears 
The weight of his own glories up. 

5 
Hie tide «f creatures ebbs and flows, 
Meas'ring its changes by the moon : 



No ebb his sea of glory knows; 
His age is one eternal noon. 

6 
Then fly, my song ! an endless round ; 
The lofty tune let angels raise ; 
All nature dwell upon the sound ; 
But we can ne'er fulfil the praise. 



31. 



L. M. 



Beddome. 



God Wise and Gracious. 
Ps. Isxxix. 14. xcvii. 2. Rom. xi. 32, 33. 

WAIT, my soul, thy Maker's will ; 
Tumult'ous passions, all be still ! 
Nor let a murm'ring thought arise ; 
His ways are just, his counsels wise. 

2 
He in the thickest darkness dwells. 
Performs his work, the cause conceals ; 
But, though his methods are unknown. 
Judgment and truth support his throne. 

3 
Wait then, my soul, submissive wait. 
Prostrate before his awful seat : 
And, 'midst the terrors of his rod. 
Trust in a wise and gracious God. 



The Dominion, Government, and TT orks of God. 



32. D. C. M. Watts. 

A Song to Creating Wisdam. 
Ps. civ. 24. Jer. x. 12. 

ETERNAL Wisdom ! thee we praise. 
To thee our songs we bring ; 
While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas. 

And heav'n's high arches, ring : 
Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky ! 

How glorious to behold ! 
Ting'd with a blue of heav'nly dye. 

And starr'd with sparkling gold! 
2 
There, thou hast bid the globes of light 

Their endless circles run; 
There, the pale planet rules the night, 

And day obeys the sun : 
The stormy winds stand ready there, 

Thine orders to obey ; 
With sounding wings they sweep the air. 

To make thy chariot way. 
3 
On the thin air, without a prop, 

Han? fruitful show'rs around; 



At thy command they sink, and drop 

Their fatness on the ground : 
Thy glories blaze all nature round, 

And strike the gazing sight. 
Through skies, and seas, and solid ground. 

With terror and delight. 
4 
Infinite strength, and equal skill, 

Shine through the Morlds abroad; 
Our souls with vast amazement fill. 

And speak the builder — God : 
But the sweet beauties of thy grace 

Our softer passions move ; 
Pity divine in Jesus' face. 

We see, adore, and love. 

OO. C. M. BOWRING. 

All thy Works shall praise thee. 
Ps. cxlv. 10. Neh. ix. 6. Ps. xix. 1—6. 

UNNUMBER'D systems, suns, and 
worlds. 
Unite to worship thee, 
■Wniose uncreated glory fills 
A vast eternity. 



GOD. 



The Dominion, Government, and Works of God. 



Nature, — a temple worthy thee, — 

That beams with light and love, 
Whose flow'rs so sweetly bloom below, 

Whose stars rejoice above ; — 
3 
Her song of gratitude is sung 

By spring's awak'ning hours ; 
Her summer offers, at thy shrine. 

Its earliest, loveliest flow'rs : 
4 
Her autumn brings its ripen'd fruits. 

In glorious lux'ry giv'n. 
While winter's silv'ry heights reflect 

Thy brightness back to heav'n ! 

34. D. L. M. H. M. Williams. 

The day is thine, the night also is thine : 
thou hast prepared the light and the sun. 
Thou hast set all the borders of the earth : 
thou hast made summer and winter. 

Ps. Ixxiv. 16, 17. cxlv. 10. Isa. vi. 3. 

MY God, all nature owns thy sway ! 
The night is thine, and thine the day ! 
Wlien all thy lov'd creation wakes. 
When morning I'ich in lustre breaks. 
And bathes in dew the op'ning flow'r. 
To thee we owe her fragrant hour ; 
And when she pours her choral song. 
Her melodies to thee belong ! 

2 
Or when, in paler tints array'd. 
The ev'ning slowly spreads her shade. 
That soothing shade, that grateful gloom, 
Can, more than day's enliv'ning bloom. 
Still ev'ry fond and vain desire. 
And calmer, purer thoughts inspire ; 
From earth the pensive spirit free, 
And lead the soften'd heart to thee. 

3 
In ev'ry scene thy hands have drest, 
In ev'ry form by thee imprest. 
Upon the mountain's awful head. 
Or where the shelt'ring woods are spread ; — 
In ev'ry note that swells the gale. 
Or murm'ring stream that cheers the vale ; 
The cavern's depth, or echoing grove ; 
A voice is heard of praise and love. 

4 
As o'er thy works the seasons roll, 
And soothe, with change of bliss, the soul, 
Oh ! never may their smiling train 
Display their Maker's love in vain; 



But oft, as on their charms we gaze. 
Allure the wond'ring soul to praise ; 
And be the joys that most we prize. 
The joys that from thy favor rise. 

^^« I12th, T. MOOEE. 

The day is thine, the night also is thine : 
thou hast prepared the light and the sun- 
Thou hast set all the borders of the earth : 
thou hast made summer and winter. 

Ps, Ixxiv. 16, 17. cxlv. 10. Isa. vi. 3. 

THOU art, O Lord, the life and light 
Of all this wondrous world we see ; 
Its glow by day, its smile by night. 
Are but reflections caught from thee : 
Where'er We turn, thy glories shine, 
And all things fair and bright are thine. 

2 
When day, with parting beam, delays 
Among the op'ning clouds of ev'n; 
And we can almost think we gaze 
Through golden vistas into heav'n ; 
Those hues, that make the sun's decline 
So soft, so radiant, Lord ! are thine. 

3 
When night, with wings of starry gloom, 
O'ershadows all the earth and skies, 
Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose 

plume 
Is sparkling with unnumber'd dyes ;— ^ 
That sacred gloom, those fires diAane, 
So grand, so countless. Lord ! are thine. 

4 
When youthful spring around us breathes. 
Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh ; 
And ev'ry flow'r the summer wreathes 
Is born beneath that kindling eye : 
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine. 
And all things fair and bright are thine. 



36. 



.13th. 



BOWRING. 



7%e Beauties of Creation manifested in 
our World. 



Ps. viii. 



Eccl. iii. 11. Isa. vi. 3. 



OURS is a lovely world ! How fair 
Thy beauties, ev'n on earth, appear ! 
The seasons in their courses fall, 

And bring successive joys : the sea, 
The earth, the sky, are full of thee. 
Benignant, glorious Lord of All ! 



GOD. 



The Dominion, Government, and Works of God, 



There's beaaty in the break of day ; 
There's glory in the noon-tide ray ; 
There's sweetness in the twilight shades ; 

Magnificence in night : thy love 
Arch'd the grand heav'n of blue above, 
And all our smiling earth pervades. 

3 
And if thy glories here be found 
Streaming with radiance all around. 
What must the Fount of Glory be I 

In Thee we'll hope,— in Thee confide. 
Thou mercy's never-ebbing tide ! 
Thou love's unfathomable sea I 



37. 



Edmeston. 



He hath made every thing beautiful in 
his time. 

Eccl. iii. 11. Gen. i. 31. Ps. xxxiii. 5. 
ctv. 24. 

CALL not earth a barren spot ! 
Pass it not ungrateful by ! 
'Tis to man a lovely lot. 
Though a lovelier rests on high. 

2 
Were the woods and hills and streams, 
Earth's soft green and heav'n's pure blue — 
All the radiance of its beams, 
Form'd by God in vain for youl 

3 
True, indeed, the stain of sin 
We perceive upon it all ; 
And the best, around, within. 
Bears the tokens of the fall. 

4 
We may wish for purer skies. 
Fields celestial, springs of bliss; 
Yet with grateful ardor prize 
Such a lovely v/orld as this. 

5 
We may v,-hh for souls as chaste 
As the moon, o^ mountain snow ; 
Yet each haiiow'd pleasure taste, 
God has giv'n to man below. 

6 
Call not earth a barren spot ! 
Pass it not ungrateful by I 
'Tis to man a lovely lot, 

ITlioiigh a lovelier rests on high. 



38. 



C. M. 



Turner. 



The fVorhs of God leading the soul to the 
Creator. 

Ps. civ. 24. cxlv. 10. 

Eccl. iii. 11. 

HOW fair the page of nature's book. 
In air and earth and skies ! 
Instruction warms the grateful heart. 
While beauty charms the eyes. 
2 
The sun his Maker's glory spreads 

Through the gay worlds of light ; 
The silver moon, at his command, 
Illumes the realms of night. 
3 
To him the warblers on the spray 

Attune the sprightly song ; 
His gentle zephyrs' breezy wings 
Waft their soft notes along. 
4 
The bleating flocks, the lowing herds. 

That range the meadow o'er. 
Unconscious, on his bounty call, 
And find their needful store. 
5 
Hence would I learn, for all I have. 

To sound his praises high ; 
And on his kind, paternal care. 
For all I want, rely. 
6 
Thus, far and near, where'er we send 

Our loving eyes abroad. 
The various objects all conspire 
To lead our souls to God :-rT 
7 
That God, whose word all nature form'd, 

Whose eye all nature sees ; 
Whose hand all nature rules, sustains. 
Or crushes, as he please ; — 
8 
Before whose high and dazzling throne 

Myriads of angels bow ; 
Whose smile is everlasting bliss. 
Whose frown is endless woe. 
9 
Low at his feet, then, O my soul. 

In prostrate homage fall ; 
Make him thy fear, thy love, thy trust. 
Thy joy, thy God, thy all. 



GOD. 



The Dominion, Government, and Works of God. 



^V' 8.7. 8.7. Barton. 
The Ocean. 
Ps. civ. 24, 25. cviL 23, 24. 



BEAUTIFUL, sublime, and glorious, 
Mild, majestic, foaming, free ; 
Over time itself victorious. 
Image of eternity 1 



Epithet-exhausting ocean, 

'Twere as easy to control, 
In the storm, thy billowy motion. 

As thy wonders to unrol. 

3 

Sun, and moon, and stars, shine o'er thee, 
See thy surface ebb and flow ; 

Yet attempt not to explore thee. 
In thy soundless depths below. 



Whether morning's splendors steep thee 
With the rainbow's glowing grace. 

Tempests rouse, or navies sweep thee, 
'Tis but for a moment's space. 



Earth— her valleys and her mountains. 
Mortal man's commands obey ; 

Thine unfathomable fountains 
Scoff his search, and scorn his sway. 



Such art thou, stupendous ocean 
But, if overwhelm'd by thee. 

Can we think, without emotion. 
What must thy Creator be ! 



40. 



7s. 



Montgomery. 



Thunder and Lightning. 
Ps. xviii. 13—15. Isxvii. 18, 19. 



■X'WJ'HEN in dark and dreadful gloom, 
V V Clouds on clouds portentous spread. 
Black, as if the day of doom 
Hung o'er nature's shrinking head- 
When the lightning breaks on high, 
God is coming — God is nigh! 



Then we hear his chariot wheels 
As the mighty thunder rolls ; 
Nature — staitled nature, reels 
From the centre to the poles : 
Then the ocean, earth, and sky. 
Tremble as he passes by ! 

3 
Darkness, wild with horror, forms 
His mysterious hiding-place ; 
Should he, from his ark of storms. 
Rend the veil and show his face, — 
At the judgment of his eye. 
All the universe would die ! 

4 
God of vengeance ! from above, 
While thine awful bolts are hurl'd. 
Oh ! remember thou art love ! 
Spare, — oh, spare a guilty world ! 
Stay thy flaming wrath awhile, 
Let the bow of promise smile ! 

5 
When the last dread day appears. 
Bursting wide from pole to pole ; 
When, amid the shiv'ring spheres. 
Twice ten thousand thunders roll ; — 
When the dream of time shall end ; 
May I find the Judge my Friend ! 

41. L. M. Watts. 

TTiunder and Lightning. 
Ps. xviii. 13—15. Ixxvii. 18, 19. 

OTH' immense, th' amazing height, 
The boundless grandeur of our God, 
Who treads the worlds beneath his feet, 
And sways the nations with his nod ! 

2 
He speaks, and lo ! all nature shakes, 
Heav'n's everlasting pillars bow ; 
He rends the clouds with hideous cracks, 
And shoots his fiery arrows through. 

3 
Well, let the nations start and fly 
At the blue lightning's horrid glare ; 
Atheists and emp'rors shrink and die. 
When flame and noise torment the air : 

4 
Let noise and flame confound the skies, 
And rend the spacious realms below; 
Yet will we sing the Thund'rcr's praise. 
And send our loud hosannas through. 



GOD. 



TTie Dominion, Government, and WorTis of God. 



Celestial King, thy blazing pow'r 
Kindles our hearts to flaming joys ; 
We shout to hear thy thunders roar, 
And echo to our Father's voice. 

6 
Thus shall the God, our Saviour, come. 
And lightnings round his chariot play : 
Ye lightnings, fly to make him room ; 
Ye glorious storms, prepare his way. 



42. 



C. M. 



Watts. 



God's Dominion and Decrees. 
1 Chr. sxix. 11. Dan. iv. 24, 25. 32. 34, 35. 

KEEP silence, all created things, 
And wait your Maker's nod : 
My soul stands trembling, while she sings 
The honors of her God. 
2 
Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, 

Hang on his firm decree : 
He sits on no precarious throne. 
Nor borrows leave to be. 
3 
Chain'd to his throne a volume lies. 
With all the fates of men; 



With ev'ry angel's form and siz«. 

Drawn by th' eternal pen. 
4 
His providence unfolds the book. 

And makes his councils shine ; 
Each op'ning leaf, and ev'ry stroke. 

Fulfils some deep design. 
5 
Here, he exalts neglected worms 

To sceptres and a crown ; 
And there, the following page, he turns, 

And treads the monarch down. 
6 
Not Gabriel asks the reason why. 

Nor God the reason gives ; 
Nor dares the fav'rite angel pry 

Between the folded leaves. 
7 
My God, I would not long to see 

My fate with curious eyes ; 
What gloomy lines are writ for me. 

Or what bright scenes may rise. 
8 
In thy fair book of life and grace 

Oh ! may I find my name. 
Recorded in some humble place, 

Beneath my Lord, the Lamb I 



43, 



Old 50th. 



Doddridge, 



The Lord of Glory Reigns. 
Ps. Ixvi. 7. ciii. 19. 1 Chr. xsix. 11. 2 Chr. xx. 6. 

THE Lord of Glory reigns supremely great; 
High in the heav'ns he builds his royal seat; 
Through worlds unknown his sov'reign sway extends ; 
Nor space nor time his boundless empire ends : 
His eye beholds th' affairs of ev'ry nation. 
And reads each thought through his immense creation. 
2 
Lightnings and storms his mighty word obey, 
And planets roll where he has mark'd their way : 
Unnamber'd cherubs, veil'd, before him stand, 
Waiting the signal of his high command ; 
His praise gives harmony to all their voices, 
And ev'ry heart through the full choir rejoices. 



Rebellious mortals, cease your tumults vain. 
Nor longer such unequal war maintain; 
Let clay with fellow-clay in combat strive. 
But dread to dare the Pow'r by which you live ; 
With contrite hearts, fall prostrate and adore him. 
For if he frown, ye perish, all, before him. 



GOD. 



The Dominion, Government, and Works of God. 



44. C. M. Watts. 

Tfie Divine Sovereignty and Grace. 



Isa. xlvi. 10. 



Ixvi. 1, 2. 
34, 35, 



Dan. iv. 25. 32. 



THE Lord, how fearful is his name ! 
How wide is his command ! 
Nature, with all her moving frame. 
Rests on his mighty hand. 
2 
Immortal glory forms his throne. 

And light, his awful robe ; 
Whilst, with a smile or with a frown. 
He manages the globe. 
3 
A word of his almighty breath 
Can swell or sink the seas ; 
Build the vast empires of the earth. 
Or break them, as he please. 
4 
Adoring angels round him fall. 

In all their shining forms ; 
His sov'reign eye looks through them all. 
And pities mortal worms, 
5 
His bowels to our worthless race 

In sweet compassion move ; 
He clothes his looks with softest grace. 
And takes his title — Love. 
6 
Then let the Lord for ever reign. 

And sway us as he will ; 
Sick or in health, in ease or pain, 
We are his children still. 
7 
No more let peevish passions rise. 

Nor let our tongues complain ; 
'Tis sov'reign love that sends our joys, 
And love resumes again. 



45. 



C. M. COWPER'S GUION. 

God hides his people. 
Deut. viii. 2, 3. 2 Cor. xii. 7. 

TO lay the soul that loves him, low. 
Becomes the Only Wise ; 
To hide beneath a veil of woe 
The children of the skies. 
2 
Man, though a worm, would yet be great, 

Though feeble, would be strong ; 
Assume an independent state 
By sacrilege and wrong. 
3 
Strange the reverse when once abas'd, 
The haughty creature proves ! 



He feels his soul a barren waste. 

Nor dares aiBrm he loves. 
4 
Scorn'd by the thoughtless and the vain, 

To God he presses near ; 
Superior to the world's disdain. 

And happy in its sneer. 
5 
Oh ! welcome in this heart, he says. 

Humility and shame ! 
Farewell the wish for human praise. 

The music of a name. 
6 
Come then, my soul, and leave the Lord 

To rule thee, and dispose ; 
Sweet is the mandate of his word. 

And gracious all he doesS 
7 
He draws from human littleness 

His grandeur and renown ; 
And gracious hearts, with joy, confess 

The tribute all his own. 
8 
Down, then, with self-exalting thoughts, 

Thy faith and hope employ 
To welcome all that he appoints. 

Of son-ow or of joy. 

40. 112th. Cunningham. 

But the very hairs of yovr head are all 
numbered. 

Matt. X. 29— 31. vi.25— 34. Lnk«xii.6,7. 
22—31. 

THE insect that, with puny wing. 
Just shoots along one summer ray ; 
The flow'ret which the breath of spring 
Wakes into life for half a day ; 
The smallest mote, the tend'rest hair- 
All feel our Heav'nly Father's care. 

2 
Ev'n from the glories of his throne 
He bends to view this earthly ball ; 
Sees all, as if that all were one- 
Loves one, as if that one were all ; 
Rolls the swift planets in their spheres. 
And counts the sinner's lonely tears. 



47. 



S. M. 



Edmeston. 



Our Ignorance of the Divine Proceedings 

acknowledged. 

Job xlii. 3. xxxviii. 2. 

WE know not what is right ! 
The storm that rends the air 
Disperses, in its raging flight. 
The hurtful vapours there. 



GOD. 

The Dominion, Government, and Works of God. 



The sickness that may shoot 

Through ev'ry nerve and vein. 
But stifles, in the early root, 

Some death, or deeper pain, 
3 

We know not what is right ! 

In ev'ry seeming ill 
Mercy is God's supreme delight ; 

He acts in kindness still. 

4o. 8.7. 8.7. D. BOWRING. 

Futurity ivisely concealed. 

Matt. vi. 34. 25. 

OH, how wise that God hath hidden 
All the future from us here ! 
Oh, how kind that 'tis forbidden 

We should feel to-morrow's care ! 
If time's page of hurrying fleetness 

Were unveil'd to readers here, 
Joy itself would lose its sweetness, 

Sorrow would become despair. 
2 
Now, if storms the ocean cover, 

Hope declares a calm is near ; 
When discordant tones are over, 

Soften'd music meets the ear : 
If the shadows of affliction 

Round us gather as we go. 
Soon some heav'nly benediction 

Wakens peace from slumb'ring woe. 



49. 



CM. 



COWPER. 



Light shining out of Darkness. 
Ps. Ixxvii. 19. cxii. 4. Mic. vii. 9. 

GOD moves in a mysterious way, 
His wonders to perform ; 
He plants his footsteps in the sea. 
And rides upon the storm. 
2 
Deep in unfathomable mines, 

With never-failing skill. 
He treasures up his bright designs, 
And works his sov'reign will. 
3 
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take. 

The clouds ye so much dread 
Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 
C2 



Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust him for his grace ; 
Behind a frowning providence 

He hides a smiling face. 
5 
His purposes will ripen fast. 

Unfolding ev'ry hour ; 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 

But sweet will be the flow'r. 
6 
Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

And scan his work in vain : 
God is his own interpreter. 

And he will make it plain. 



50. 



CM. 



Fawcett. 



The Mysteries of Providence to be ex- 
plained hereafter. 

I Cor. xiii. 9—12. John xiii. 7, 

THY v,'ay, O Lord, is in the sea ; 
Thy paths I cannot trace ; 
Nor comprehend the mystery 
Of thine unbounded grace. 
2 
Here, the dark veils of flesh and sense 

My captive soul surround ; 
Mysterious deeps of providence 
My wand'ring thoughts confound. 
3 
When I behold thine awful band 

My earthly hopes destroy, 

In deep astonishment I stand. 

And ask the reason why ? 

4 

As through a glass 1 dimly see 

The wonders of thy love ; 
How little do I know of thee, 
Or of the joys above ! 
5 
'Tis but in part I know thy will ; 

I bless thee for the sight : — 
When will thy love the rest reveal. 
In glory's clearer light 1 
6 
With rapture shall I then survey 

Thy providence and grace ; 
And spend an everlasting day 
In wonder, love, and praise. 



JESUS CHRIST. 



History of Jesus Christ. 



Ol., S.7. 8.7. 4.7. MONTGOMKRT. 
A Call to Celebrate the Saviour's Birth. 



Matt. ii. 1—11. 



Luke ii. 7 — 14. 



ANGELS ! from the realms of glory. 
Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; 
Ye who sang creation's story, 
Now proclaim Messiah's birth ; 

Come and worship. 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
2 
Shepherds ! in the fields abiding. 

Watching o'er your flock by night, 
God with man is now residing. 
Yonder shines the glorious light ! 

Come and worship. 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
3 
Sages ! leave your contemplations. 

Brighter visions beam afar! 
Seek the great Desire of Nations, 
Ye have seen his natal star ; 

Come and worship. 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
4 
Saints ! before the altar bending, 

Waiting long, with hope and fear. 
Suddenly, the Lord, descending, 
In his temple shall appear ; 

Come and worship. 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
5 
Sinners ! bow'd with true repentance, 

Doom'd by guilt to endless pains. 
Justice now repeals your sentence, 
Mercy calls you, — breaks your chains ! 

Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 



O^ t CM. Ascribed to Ms^Dh^EY. 

The Song of Angels at the Sa/oiour's Birth. 

Luke ii. 7 — 14. 

MORTALS, awake ! with angels join. 
And chant the solemn lay ; 
Joy, love, and gratitude, combine 
To hail th' auspicious day. 
2 
In heav'n the rapt'rous song began ; 

And sweet, seraphic fire 
Through all the shining legions ran. 
And strung and tun'd the lyre. 
3 
Swift through the vast expanse it flew. 

And loud the echo roll'd ; 
Tlie theme, the song, the joy, was new — 
'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 
4 
Down through the portals of the sky, 

Th' impetuous torrent ran ; 
And angels flew, with eager joy. 
To bear the news to man. 
5 
Wrapt in the silence of the night. 

The world in darkness lay ; 
When sudden, glorious, heav'nly light 
Burst in a flood of day. 
6 
Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 

And glory leads the song ; 
Good will and peace are heard throughout 
Th' harmonious, heav'nly throng. 
7 
With joy the chorus we repeat, 

" Glory to God on high \ " 
Good will and peace are now complete, 
Jesus was born to die. 
8 
Hail, Prince of life ! for ever hail ! 

Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! 
Though earth, and time, and life, shall fail, 
Thy praise shall never end. 



53, 



11.10. 11.10. HebI 
The Star of the East. 
Matt. ii. 1, 2. 



BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning. 
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid » 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 
2 
Cold, on his cradle, the dew-drops are shining, 
Low lies bis bed with the beasts of the stall ; 
Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, 
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 



JESUS CHRIST. 



History of Jesus Christ. 



Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion. 

Odours of Edom, and off' rings divine ; 
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean. 

Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? 
4 
Vainly we offer each ample oblation. 

Vainly with gifts would his favor secure : 
Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration. 

Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
5 
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning. 

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ! 
Star of \h% East, the horizon adorning. 

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 



54. 



8.7. 8.7. 8.8.7. Montgomery. 
A Visit to Bethlehem, in Spirit. 
Matt, ii. 1—11. Luke ii. 7—16. 

TIDINGS ! glad tidings from above, 
To ev'ry age and nation ! 
Tidings ! glad tidings ! — God is love ; 

To man he sends salvation : 
His Son — his own — his only Son, 
The work of mercy hath begun ; 

Give to his name the glory. 
2 
Through David's city I am led ; 

Here all around are sleeping ; 
A light directs to yon poor shed. 

There lonely watch is keeping : 
I enter ; oh, what glories shine ! 
Is this Immannel's earthly shrine ! 

Messiah's infant temple ? 
3 
It is — it is ! and I adore 

This stranger, meek and lowly. 
As saints and seraphs bow before 

The throne of God thrice holy : 
Faith through the veil of flesh can see 
The face of thy Divinity, 

My Lord, my God, my Saviour .' 

OO' CM. Doddridge. 

The SamoTtr's Mission. 
Is. Ixi. 1, 2. Luke iv. 18, 19. 

"ARK, the glad sound ! the Saviour 
comes, 

The Saviour promis'd long ! 
Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, 
And ev'ry voice a song, 
2 
He comes, the pris'ners to release, 
In Satan's bondage held : 



The gates of brass before him burst. 

The iron fetters yield, 
3 
He comes, from thickest films of vice 

To clear the mental ray ; 
And on the eyes oppress'd with night 

To pour celestial day. 
„ 4 

He comes, the broken heart to bind, 

The bleeding soul to cure; 
And, with the treasures of his grac€, 

T' enrich the humble poor. 
^ 5 

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 

Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
And heav'u's eternal arches ring 

With thy beloved name. 



56. 



C. M. 



Am — A. 



The Miracles of Jesus Christ. 
Matt. ix. 35. xiv. 30, 31. sv. 30. 

JESUS, and didst thou condescend. 
When veil'd in human clay, 
To heal the sick, the lame, the blind. 
And drive disease away ? 
2 
Didst thou regard the beggar's cry. 

And give the blind to see ? 
Jesus, thou Son of David, hear ; 
Have mercy, too, on me ! 
3 
And didst thou pity mortal woe, 
And sight and health restore ? 
Pity, O Lord, and save my soul. 
Which needs thy mercy more ! 
4 
And didst thou save a trembling frame 

When sinking in the wave ? 
I perish. Lord ! oh, save my sonl ! 
For thou alone canst save. 



JESUS CHRIST. 



History of Jesus Christ. 



57. 



112th. 



Barton. 



The Pool of Bethesda. 
John V. 2—9. 

AROUND Bethesda's healing wave, 
Waiting to hear the rustling wing 
AVhich spoke the angel nigh, who gave 
Its virtues to that holy spring, — 
With earnest, fix'd solicitude. 
Were seen th' afflicted multitude. 

2 
Among them there was one, whose eye 
Had often seen the waters stirr'd. 
Whose heart had often heav'd the sigh, 
The bitter sigh of hope defeiT'd ; 
Beholding, while he sufifer'd on, 
The healing virtue giv'n — and gone ! 

3 
No po-sVr had he ; no friendly aid 
To him its timely succour brought ; 
But, while his coming he delay'd. 
Another won the boon he sought ; — 
Until the Saviour's love was shown, 
Which heal'd him by a word alone ! 

4 

Had they who watch'd and waited there 
Been conscious who was passing by. 
With what unceasing, anxious care 
Would they have sought his pitying eye ; 
And crav'd, with fervency of soul. 
His sov'reign pow'r to make them whole. 



59. 



lis 



But habit and tradition sway'd 
Their minds to trust to sense alone ; 
They only sought the angel's aid ; 
While in their presence stood, unknown, 
A greater, mightier far, than he. 
With pow'r from ev'ry pain to free. 

6 
Bethesda's pool has lost its pow'r f 
No angel, by his glad descent. 
Dispenses that diviner dow'r 
Which with its healing waters went : 
But He, whose word surpassed its wave. 
Is still omnipotent to save. 

-30. 9.9, 8.8. Cunningham. 

Jesus walking on the Wavest and stilling 
the Tempest. 

Matt. xiv. 24—32. Mark vi. i8 — 51- 
John vi. 18—21. 

I WAS toss'd on the billows of life ; 
I endeavour'd their rage to control : 
More fierce grew the turbulent strife ; 
The waters went over my soul. 
2 
In the midst of the pitiless storm 
One appear'd, who was mighty to save : 
The darkness was chas'd by his form ; 
He trod on the fathomless wave. 
3 
In his looks, in his words, was a charm 
Which commanded the tempest to cease ; 
The billows were hush'd to a calm ; — 
Within and without there was peace. 

M. De Fleurt. 



Matt, xxvi. 3&— 46. 



Kedron. 

Mark xiv. 32 — 12, 
John xviii. 1, 2. 



Luke xxii, 39 — 46, 



THOU soft-flowing Kedron ! by thy limpid stream 
Our Saviour, at night, when the moon's silver beam 
Shone bright on thy waters, would oftentimes stray, 
And lose in their murmurs the toils of the day : 
Come, saints, and adore him, come, bow at his feet ; 
Oh ! give him the glory, the praise that is meet ! 
Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, 
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies F 

2 
How damp were the vapors that fell on his head 1 
How hard was his pillow ! how humble his bed ! 
The angels beholding, amaz'd at the sight. 
Attended their Master with solemn delight : 



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History of Jesus Christ. 



Come, saints, and adore him, come bow at his feet ; 
Oh! give him the glory, the praise that is meet 1 
Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise. 
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies ! 

3 
O garden of Olivet! dear, honor'd spot ! 
The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot ! 
The theme most transporting to seraphs above, 
The triumph, of sorrow, the triumph of love ! 
Come, saints, and adore him, come, bow at his feet ; 
Oh ! give him the glory, the praise that is meet ! 
Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, 
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies ! 



60. 



L. M, 



Steele. 



A Dying Saviour. 



Matt, xxvii. 35—50. 
Luke xxiii. 33—46. 



Mark xv. 25- 
John xix. 13- 



STRETCH'D on the cross, the Saviour 
dies; 
Hark ! his expiring groans arise ! 
See, from his hands, his feet, his side, 
Descends the sacred crimson tide! 



But life attends the deathful sound, 
And flows from ev'ry bleeding wound ; 
The vital stream, how free it flows. 
To save and cleanse his rebel foes ! 

3 
To suffer in the traitor's place. 
To die for man — surprising grace! 
Yet pass rebellious angels by, — 
Oh! why for man, dear Saviour, why ! 

4 
And didst thou bleed, for sinners bleed ? 
And could the sun behold the deed? 
No, he withdrew his cheering ray. 
And darkness veil'd the mouruing day. 

5 
■ Can I survey this scene of woe, 
Where mingling grief and wonder flow, 
And yet my heart unmov'd remain. 
Insensible to love or pain ? 

6 

Come, dearest Loid, thy pow'r impart. 
To warm this cold, this stupid heart. 
Till all its pow'rs and passions move 
In melting grief, and ardent love. 



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COLLYER. 



A Dying Saviour. 
Matt, xxvii. 35—50. Mark xv. 25—38. 
Luke xxiii. 33—46. John xix. 18—30. 

THOU Prince of Glory, slaiu for me, 
Breathing forgiveness in thy pray'r; 
That loving, melting look I see. 
That bursting sigh, that tender tear. 

For mnrd'rers shed I 

2 
Oh ! while I gaze, in wonder lost. 
Upon that livid, mangled form. 
Teach me to calculate the cost, 
To shelter from the risii|ig storm 

This guilty head ! 

3 
Can I behold that closing eye, 
Still fix'd on me, still beaming love ! 
And can I see my Saviour die. 
Nor feel one holy passion move 

Within this heart? 

4 
Those temples wounded by the th.orn. 
That visage marr'd by lines of woe. 
Shall teach me to en-counter scorn, — 
In all that thou didst undergo, 

To bear my part. 

5 
Let me but hear thy dying voice 
Pronounce forgiveness in my breast ; 
My trembling spirit shall rejoice, 
And feel the calm of heav'nly rest. 

In all its woes. 

6 
Lord, thine atoning blood apply. 
And life or death is sweet to me ; 
In life's last hour, thy presence, nigh, 
From fear shall set my spirit free. 

And give repose. 



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62, 



L. M. 



Watts. 



8s. COLLYER. 

Seflections on the Saviour's Grave. 

Matt, xxvii. 59, 60. Mark xv. 46. 
Luke xxiii, 53. John xix. 40—42. 

rT"^HE grave in which Jesus was laid 
JL Has buried my guilt and my fears; 
And while I contemplate its shade 
The light of his presence appears. 

2 
Oh ! sweet is the season of rest 
When life's weary journey is done. 
The bltish that spreads over its west, — 
The last, ling'ring ray of its sun ! 

3 
Though dreary the empire of night, 
I soon shall emerge from its gloom, 
And see immortality's light 
Arise on the shades of the tomb. 

63. 

The Saviour Dying, Rising, and Reigning. 

Rom. xiv. 9. Luke xxiii. 17. xxiv. 26. 
Heb. X. 12, 13. 1 Pet. i. 11. 

HE dies! the Friend of sinners dies! 
Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! 
A solemn darkness veils the skies! 
A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 

2 
Come, saints, and drop a tear or two 
For him who groan'd beneath your load ; 
He shed a thousand drops for you, 
A thousand drops of richer blood. 

3 
Here's love and grief beyond degree — 
The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
But lo, what sudden joys we seel 
Jesus, the dea'l, revives again I 

4 
The migiity conqu'ror leaves the tonib; 
Up to his Father's courts he flies ! 
Cherubic legions guard him home, 
And siiout him welcome to the skies ! 

5 
Break off your tears, ye saints, and toll 
Ho%v high j'our great Beliv'rcr reigns ; 
Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
And led the monster Death in chains. 

6 
Say, "Live for ever, wondrous King! 
" Born to redeem aiul stiong to save!" 
Then ask the monster," Where's thy sting?' 
And, "Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?' 



64 



148th. DODDEIDOE. 

The Resurrection of Jesus Christ. 
Matt, xxviii. 1—7. 

YES, the Redeemer rose, 
The Saviour left the dead ; 
And o'er our hellish foes 
High rais'd his conqu'ring head: 

In wild dismay. 

The guards around 

Fall to the ground. 

And sink away. 
2 
Behold th' angelic bands 
In full assembly meet. 
To wait his high commands. 
And worship at his feet : 

Joyful, they come. 

And wing their way. 

From realms of day. 

To Jesus' tomb. 
3 
Then back to heav'n they fly. 
The joyful news to bear : 
Hark ! as they soar oti high. 
What music tills the air! 

Their anthems say : 

" Jesus, who bled, 

" Has left the dead ;— 

" He rose to-day." 
4 
Ye mortals, catch the sound, 
Redeem'd from sin and hell ; 
And send the echo round 
The globe on which you dwell : 

Transported cry : 

" Jesus, who bled, 

" Has left the dead, 

" No more to die." 



65. 



CoLLYKPv. 



Jesus Rising. 
Matt, xxviii. 1—7. 

l^/rORNING breaks upon the tomb, 
1 f_M- Jesus dissipates its gloom ! 
Day of triumph through the skies. 
See the glorious Saviour rise ! 

2 
Christians, dry your flowing tears; 
Chase j'our unbelieving fears; 
Look on his deserted grave ; 
Doubt no more his pow'r !o save. 



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History of Jesus Christ. 



Ye who are of death afraid, 
Triumph in the scatter'd shade ; 
Drive your anxious cares away ; 
See the place where Jesus lay. 

4 
So the rising sun appears. 
Shedding radiance o'er the spheres; 
So returning beams of light 
Chase the terrors of the night. 



66. 



CM. 



Doddridge. 



The Angel's Reply to the Women who 
sought the Saviour on the Morning of the 
Resurrection. 

Matt, xxviii. 5 — 7. 

YE humble souls that seek the Lord, 
Chase all your fears away; 
And bow with pleasure down, to see 
The place whei-e Jesus lay. 
2 
Thus low the Lord of life was brought — 

Such wonders love can do ! 
Thus cold in death that bosom lay 
Which throbb'd and bled for yon. 
3 
A moment give a loose to grief. 

Let grateful sorrows rise ; 
And wash the bloody stains away 
With torrents from your eyes. 
4 
Then dry your tears, and tune your songs, 

The Saviour lives again ; 
Not all the bolts and bars of death 
The Conqu'ror could detain. 
5 
High o'er th' angelic bands he rears 

His once dishonor'd head ; 
And through unnumber'd years He reigns 
Who dwelt among the dead. 
6 
With joy like his shall ev'ry saint 

His empty tomb survey : 
Then rise, with his ascending Lord, 
To realms of endless day. 



67 



L. M. 



C. Wesley. 



The Ascension. 

Ps. xxiv. 7—10, Acts i. 9. 

(HE mighty Conqu'ror leaves the dead, 
Jesus the Lord ascends on high ; 



The pow'rs of hell are captive led, 
Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 

2 
There his triumphal chariot waits, 
And angels chant the solemn lay : 
" Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ; 
Ye everlasting doors, give way. 

3 
Loose all your bars of massy light. 
And wide unfold the radiant scene ; 
He claims these mansions as his right. 
Receive the King of Glory in." 

4 
" Who is the King of Glory, who 1 " 
" The Lord that all our foes o'ercame. 
The world, sin, death, and hell, o'erthrew 
And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name." 

5 
Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, 
And angels chant the solemn lay : 
" Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ; 
Ye everlasting doors, give way." 

6 
" Who is the King of Glory, who 1 " 
" The Lord of boundless pow'r possest, 
The King of saints and angels too, 
God over all, for ever blest." 



68. 



L. M. Heginbothom. 



TTie Saviour's Advent, Exaltation, and 
Second Appearing. 

Heb. ix. 28. 1 Tim. iii. 16. 

COME, saints, and shout the Saviour's 
praise, 
To him your grateful tribute bring; 
Iiet angels hear the notes you raise. 
And strike their golden harps, and sing. 

2 
Sing how he left the heav'nly throne, 
And laid his splendid robes aside, — 
Put all our mortal weakness on, 
And groan'd and labor'd, wept and died ! 

3 
Now lift your songs to nobler strains, 
High let your ardent passions soar; 
See where the great Redeemer reigns, 
And all the hosts of heav'n adore. 

4 
Again he comes,"-a mighty cloud 
Bears him in sacred triumph down ; 
Th' archangel's trumpet sounds aloud. 
And seraphs shout his hic'h renown. 



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History of Jesus Christ. 



From realms of death beneath the ground, 
The saints in countless millions rise : 
Cherubic armies wait around, 
And view the change with vast surprise. 

6 
HaiU mighty Prince ! thy kingdom, now, 
Thy bliss and triumph, are complete ; 
To thee the ransom'd myriads bow. 
And lay their glories at thy feet. 

7 
Oh, could I hope my guilty soul 
Might share the honors of that day ! 
Then, let thine awful chariot roll, 
I'll fly to meet thee on thy way. 

Oy. C. M. Turner. 

Jesus Christ seen of Angels. 
1 Tim. iii. 16. 

BEYOND the glitt'ring, starry skies, 
Far as th' eternal hills. 
There, in the boundless worlds of light, 
Our dear Redeemer dwells. 
2 
Immortal angels, bright and fair. 

In countless armies shine : 
At his right hand, with golden harps, 
They offer songs divine. 
3 
Hail '. Prince, they cry, for ever hail ! 

Whose unexampled love 
Mov'd thee to quit these glorious robes 
And royalties above. 



Whilst, here, our gracious Lord vouchsafd 

To suffer rude disdain. 
They cast their honors at his feet, 
And waited in his train. 
5 
In all his toils and conflicts here. 

Their Sov'reign they attend ; 
And pause — and wonder how at last. 
This scene of love will end ! 
6 
When all the pow'rs of hell combin'd 

To fill his cup of woe. 
Their wond'ring eyes beheld his tears 
In blood and anguish flow. 
T 
As on the torturing cross he hung. 

And darkness veil'd the sky, 
Amaz'd, they saw that awful sight, — 
The Lord of Glort Die ! 
8 
Anon, he bursts the gates of death, — 

Subdues the tyrant's pow'r ; 
They saw th' illustrious conqu'ror rise, 
And hail'd the blissful hour 1 
9 
'ihey brought his chariot from above. 

To bear him to his throne ; 
Clapp'd their triumphant wings, and cried, 
"The glorious work is done ! " 
10 
My soul the joyful triumph feels. 

And thinks the season long 
Ere she her gracious Saviour see, 
And join the rapt'rous song. 



The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 



70. C. M. Steele. 

Jesus Christ the Supreme Beauty. 

Is. xxxiii. 17. Cant. v. 10—16. Matt. xvii. 2. 
Rev. i. 16. 

SHOULD Nature's scenes, to please 
tlie eye, 
In sweet assemblage join, 
Her loveliest charms would droop and die, 
Jesus, compared with thine. 
2 
Vain wei-e her fairest beams display'd. 

And vain her blooming store ; 
Her glories languish into shade, 
Her beauty is no more. 



But ah, how far from mortal sight 

The Lord of glory dwells ! 
A veil of interposing night 

His radiant face conceals. 
4 
Oh ! could my longing spirit rise 

On strong, immortal wing. 
And reach thy palace in the skies, 

My Saviour and my King! — 
5 
There myriads worship at thy feet, 

And there, (divine employ!) 
The triumphs of thy love repeat 

In songs of endless joy. 



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The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 



Thy presence beams eternal day, 

O'er all the blissful place : 
Who would not drop this load of clay, 

And die to see thy face ! 



71. 



G. M. 



S. Stennett. 



Chief among Ten Thousand; or, the Sa- 
viour's Excellencies. 

Cant. V. 10—16. 

TO Christ, the Lord, let ev'ry tongue 
Its noblest tribute bring : 
When he's the subject of the song. 
Who can refuse to sing ! 
2 
Survey the beauties of his face ; 

On all his glories dwell ; 
Think of the wonders of his grace, 
And all his triumphs tell. 
3 
Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd 

Upon his sacred brow ; 
His head with peerless light is crown'd ; 
His lips with grace o'erflow. 
4 
No mortal can with him compare 

Among the sons of men ; 
Fairer he is than all the fair 
That fill the heav'nly train. 
5 
He saw me plung'd in deep distress, 

And flew to my relief; 
For me he bore the shameful cross. 
And earned all my grief. 
6 
His hand a thousand blessings pours 

Upon my guilty head ; 
His presence giltis my darkest hours, 
And guards my sleeping bed. 
7 
To him I owe my life, my breath, 

And all the joys 1 have ; 
He makes me triumph over death, 
And saves me from the grave. 
8 
To heav'n, the place of his abode, 

Ke brings my weary feet ; 
Shows me the glories of my God, 
And makes my joys complete. 
9 
Since from thy bounty I-receive 

Such proofs of love divine ; 
Had la thousand hearts to give, 
Lord, they should all be thine ! 



72. 



L. M. 



Watts. 



The Eternal Life. 
John xiv. 6. x. 10. Col. iii. 4. 

WH ERE shall the tribes of Adam find 
The sov'reign good to fill the mind? 
Ye sons of moral Avisdom, show 
The spring whence living waters flow. ■ 

2 
In vain I ask — for Nature's pow'r , 

Could only reach this mortal hour: 
'Twas but a poor relief she gave 
Against the terrors of the grave. 

3 
Jesus, our kinsman and our God, 
Array'd in majesty and blood. 
Thou art our life ! our souls in thee 
Possess a full felicity ! 

4 
All our immortal hopes are laid 
In thee, our Surety and our Head ; 
Thy lowly cross, thy lofty throne. 
Are big with glories yet unknown. 

5 
Then let my soul for ever lie 
Beneath the blessings of thine eye : 
'Tis heav'n on earth, 'tis heav'n above. 
To see thy face, to taste thy love. 



73. 



CM. 



Steele. 



TTie Heavenly Guest. 
Rev. iii. 20. 

AND will the Lord thus condescend 
To visit sinful worms 1 
Thus at the door shall Mercy stand, 
In all her winning forms ? 
2 
Surprizing grace ! — and shall my heart 

Unmov'd and cold remain 1 

Has it no soft — no tender part 1 

Must Mercy plead in vain 1 

3 

Shall Jesus for admission sue, 

His charming voice unheard 1 
And shall my heart, his rightful due, 
Remain for ever barr'd 1 
4 
'Tis sin, alas ! with tyrant pow'r 

The lodging has possess'd ; 
And crowds of traitors bar the door 
Against the Heav'nly Guest. 



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The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 



Dear Lord, exert thy conqu'ring grace ; 

Thy mighty pow'r display : 
One beam of glory from thy face 

Can drive my foes away. 
6 
Ye treacherous inmates, hence depart; 

Dear Saviour, enter in ; 
And guard the passage to my heart, 

And keep out ev'ry sin. 



74. 



L. M. Grigg. 

TTie Heavenly Guest. 
Rev. iii, 20. 



BEHOLD a Stranger at the door ! 
He gently knocks, has knock'd before; 
Has waited long, is waiting still : 
You use no other friend so ill. 



Oh, lovely attitude ! he stands 
With melting heart and open hands ; 
Oh, matchless kindness ! and he shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes ! 

3 
Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine. 
Turn out his enemy and thine ; 
Turn out that hateful monster. Sin, 
And let the Heav'nly Stranger in. 

4 
Yet know, nor of the terms complain, 
Where Jesus comes, he comes to reign — 
To reign with universal sway : 
Ev'n thoughts must die that disobey. 

5 
Sov'reign of souls ! thou Prince of Peace ! 
Oh, may thy gentle reign increase ! 
Throw wide the door, each willing mind ; 
And be his empire — all mankind. 



75 



H 



Old 150th. Doddridge. 
The Head of Saints and Angels. 
Col. ii. 10. Eph. i. 22. 
AIL ! great Iramanuel, ever honor'd name ! 



Spread it, ye angels, through heav'n's sacred frame : 

Ye sceptred cherubim before his throne. 

And flaming seraphim, bow humbly down : 
He is your Head ; with prostrate awe adore him. 
And lay, with joy, yonr radiant crowns before him. 
2 

Array'd in his refulgent beams ye shine. 

And draw existence from his source divine ; 

Grateful, ye wait the signal of his hand, 

Pleas'd to obey your Sov'reign's high command ; 
In Him th' indwelling Deity admiring. 
To beai- his brighter image still aspiring. 
3 

Mortals with you in cheerful homage join, — 

Their sweetest songs of praise with yours combine : 

Mean as we are, with sins and griefs beset, 

We glory that in him we stand complete : 
He is our Head, and we with you adore him. 
And pour our wants, our joys, our hearts before him. 



76 



irith. Grant. 

The Sympathizing High Priest. 
Heb. iv. 15. 

WHEN gathering clouds around 
view, 
And days are dark, and friends are few ; 
On Him I lean, who not in vain 
EKperienc'd ev'ry human pain : 



He sees my wants, allays ray fears. 
And counts and treasures up ray tears. 

2 
When vexing thoughts within me rise. 
And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies; 
Then He, who once vouchsaPd to bear 
Our load of guilt, our load of care, 
Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, 
The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 



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The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 



And oh ! — ^when I h^ve safely pass'd 
Through ev'ry conflict but the last : 
Unchanging still, he'll watch beside 
My dying bed, — foi- he has died : 
Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe the latest tear away. 

77 • S.8. 8.8. 10.10. COLLYER. 

The Sympathising High Priest. 
Heb. iv. 15. 

DEAR Lord, 'tis known to thee — the 
sigh 
That softly from the bosom steals ; 
Grief's dew-drop trembling in the eye, — 
The anguish that the spirit feels : 
Each human woewas once sastain'd by thee, 
And still is felt in tend'rest sympathy. 
2 
The ihoms that pierc'd thy bleeding brow, 
Wound, as I pass, my pilgrim feet ; 
A stranger I, like thee below. 
Seek in the grave my last retreat : 
There shall I slumber, free from i-ude alarms. 
From pain's sharp conflict, and from life's 
deep harms. 

3 
Safe from the false world's summer 

smiles, 

Safe from the winter's angry frown. 

Safe from the tempter's cruel wiles, 

With thee, my Lord, I lay me down. 

Low in the grave, — till angels bid me rise, 

To share thy triumphs in thy native skies. 

/O. L. M. Doddridge. 
The Saviour's Immutability. 
Heb. i. 12. xiii. 8. 

WITH transport, Lord, our souls pro- 
claim 
Th' immortal honors of thy name : 
Assembled round thy gracious throne. 
We make thy matchless glories known. 

2 
High on his Father's royal seat, 
The Saviour shone divinely great, 
Ere Adam's clay with life wa^ warm'd, 
Or Gabriel's nobler spirit forln'd. 

3 
Through all succeeding ages, he 
The same has been, the same shall be : 
Immortal radiance crowns his head, 
Though stars and suns wax old and fade : 



Tlie same his pow'r his saints to guard. 
The same his bounty to reward ; 
The same his faithfulness and love. 
To saints on earth and saints above. 

5 
Let nature change and sink and die ; 
Jesus shall raise his follow'rs high; 
And fix them near his stable throne. 
In glory changeless as his own. 

(9' L. M. Steele. 

Intercessor. 



Heb. vii. 25. 



Tim. ii. 5. 



HE lives ! the gi^eat Redeemer lives ! 
What joy the blest assurance gives ! 
And now, before his Father God, 
He pleads the merit of his blood. 

2 
Repeated crimes awake our fears. 
And Justice arm'd with frowns appears ; 
But, in the Saviour's lovely face. 
Sweet Mercy smiles, and all is peace. 

3 
Hence then, ye black, despairing thought* 
Above our fears, above our faults. 
His pow'rful intercessions rise ; 
And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 

4 
In ev'ry dark, distressing hour. 
When sin and Satan join their pow'r. 
Let this bright hope repel the dart — 
That Jesus bears us on his heart. 

5 
Great Advocate ! Almighty Friend ! 
On him our humble hopes depend : 
Our cause can never, never fail. 
For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 



80. 



C. M. 



Newton. 



The Name of Jesus. 
Matt, i. 21. Luke i, 31. ii. 21. 

HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
In the believer's ear! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wound?, 
And drives away his fear. 
2 
It makes the wounded spirit whole 

And calms the troubled breast ; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul. 
And to the weary, rest. 



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The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 



Dear name ! the rock on which I build ; 

My shield, my hiding place ; 
My never-failing treasury, fiU'd 

With boundless stores of grace ! 
4 
Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend; 

My Prophet, Priest, and King; 
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End ; 

Accept the praise I bring. 
5 
Weak is the eflfort of my heart, — 

Too cold my warmest thought ; 
But when I see thee as fliou art, 

I'll praise thee as I ought. 
6 
Till then, I would thy love proclaim 

With ev'ry fleeting breath : 
Oh ! may the music of thy name 

Refresh my soul in death ! 



81 



CM. 



Steele. 



The Pearl of Great Price. 
Matt. xiii. 46. 1 Pet. ii. 7. 

YE glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu ; 
A nobler choice be mine : 
A real prize attracts my view, — 
A treasure all divine. 
2 
Begone, unworthy of my cares, 

Ye specious baits of sense : 
Inestimable worth appears, — 
The Pearl of price immense ! 
3 
Jesus, to multitudes unknown, 

O name divinely sweet ! 
Jesus, in thee, in thee alone. 
Wealth, honor, pleasure meet. 
4 
Should both the Indies, at my call. 

Their boasted stores resign ; 
With joy I would renounce them all 
For leave to call thee mine. 
5 
Should earth's vain treasures all depart,- 

Of this dear gift possess'd, 
I'd clasp it to my joyful heart. 
And be for ever blest. 
6 
Dear Sov'reign of my soul's desires, 

Thy love is bliss divine ; 
Accept the wish that love inspires. 
And bid me call thee mine. 



82. 



L.M. 



Scott. 



The Great Physician. 

Jer. viii. 22. Numb. xxi. 8, 9. Ps. xlii. 11. 
John iii. 14, 15. 

WHY droops my soul, with grief 
oppress'd 1 
Whence these wild tumults in my breast 1 
Is there no balm to heal my wound, — 
No kind physician to be found 1 

2 
Raise to the cross thy tearful eyes ; 
Behold, the Prince of Glory dies I 
He dies, extended on the tree. 
And sheds a sov'reign balm for thee. 

3 
Dear Saviour, at thy feet I lie. 
Here to receive a cure, or die ; 
But grace forbids that painful fear, — 
Infinite grace, which triumphs here. 

4 
Thou wilt extract the poison'd dart. 
Bind up and heal the wounded heart ; 
With blooming health my face adorn. 
And change the gloomy night to morn. 

5 
Now give a loose, my soul, to joy ; 
Hosannas be thy blest employ, 
Salvation thine eternal theme. 
And swell the song with Jesus' name. 

Oti. 7.6. 7.6. Newton. 

The Great Physician. 

Jer. viii. 22. Numb, xxi. 8, 9. 

John iii. 14, 15. 

HOW lost was my condition 
Till Jesus made me whole ! 
There is but one Physician 
Can cure a sinful soul ! 
2 
The worst of all diseases 

Is light, compar'd with sin ; 
On ev'ry part it seizes. 
But rages most within. 
3 
A dying, risen Jesus, 

Seen by the eye of faith. 
At once from anguish frees us. 
And saves the soul from death. 
4 
Come, then, to this Physician, 

His help he'll freely give ; 
He makes no hard condition, — 
'Tis only — Look and live. 



JESUS CHRIST. 



The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 



yJ^» L. M. Steele. 

The Great Physician. 

Jer. viii. 22. Num. xxi. 8, 9. John iii. 14, 15. 

DEEP are the wounds which sin has 
made ; 
Where shall the sinner find a cure ? 
In vain,«las! is nature's aid; 
The work exceeds all nature's pow'r. 

2 
Sin, like a ragiKg fever, reigns 
With fatal strength, in ev'ry part ; 
The dire contagion tills the veins, 
And spreads its poison to the heart. 

3 
And can no sov'reign balm be found 1 
And is no kind Physician nigh, — 
To ease the pain, and heal the wound. 
Ere life and hope for ever tly? 

4 
There is a Great Physician near; 
Look up, O fainting soul, and live! 
See in his heav'nly smiles appear 
Such ease ^s nature cannot give. 

5 
See, in the Saviour's dying blood, 
Life, health, and bliss abundant flow ! 
'Tis only this dear, sacred flood, 
Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe. 

6 
Sin throws in Tain its poison'd dart, 
For here a eov'reign cure is found; 
A cordial for the faiutiog heart, 
A balm for ev'ry painful wound. 

85. 

Refuge. 
Is. Kxxii. 9,. Heb. vi. 18. 

JESUS, Refogs of my' soul. 
Let me to thy bosom fly ; 
While the raging billows roll, 
While the tempest still is high : 
All my trust on thee is st^y'd ; 
All my help from thee I bring: 
Cover my defenceless Iiead 
With the shadow of thy winj^'. 

2 
Other refuge have I none,— 
Hangs my helpless soul ou thee! 
Leave, oh I leave me not alone ! 
Still support and comfort me .' 
Hide me, my Saviour ! hide, 
Till the storm of life be past; 
Safe into the hiven guide ; 
Oh, receive my soul at last ! 
D2 



80. S. M. Miss E. M. 

Jestis the believer's Rest. 

Matt. xi. 28, 29. 

DELUSIVE world, farewell ! 
By grief and sin distress'd. 
On one delightful thought I dwell, — 
That thou art not my rest. 

2 
Once thou wert all I sought 
To fill this anxious breast ; 
And then it was a mournful thought. 
That thou wert not my rest. 

3 
But oft would guilt appear. 
In legal horrors drest; 
And many a sad, foreboding fear 
Denied my hope of rest. 

4 
And long, with heart-felt pain. 
By inward foes oppress'd. 
Some friendly hand I ask'd in vain. 
To point a place of rest : 

5 
Till, hast'ning from above, 
A self-invited guest. 
The Saviour, with a smile of love, 
Proclaim'd himself my Rest. 



87, 



C. M. 



Saviour. 



Steele. 



Luke ii. 11. Acts v. 31. xiii. 23. 
1 John iv. 14. 

COME, heav'nly love, inspire my song 
With thine immortal flame ; 
And teach my heart, and teach my tongue, 
The Saviourjg lovely narnc. 
2 
The Saviour! oh, what endless charms 

Dwell in that blissful sound ! 
Its influence ev'ry fear disarms, 
And spreads delight around. 
3 
Her«, pardon, life, and joys divine. 

In rich effusion flow. 
For guilty rebel?, lost in sin, 
And doom'd to endless woe. 
4 
Wrapt in the gloom of dark despair. 

We, helpless, hopeless lay ; 
But sov'reign mercy reach'd us there. 
And tinil'd despair away. 



JESUS CHRIST. 



The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 



God's only Son (stupendous grace !) 

Forsook his throne above ; 
And, sTvift to save our wretched race, 

He flew on wings of love. 
6 
Th' almighty Former of the skies, 

Stoop'd to our vile abode ; 
While angels view'd with wond'ring eyes. 

And hail'd th' incarnate God. 
7 
OhJ the rich depths of love divine ! 

Of bliss, a boundless store ! 
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine, — 

I cannot wish for more ! 
8 
On thee alone my hope relies ; 

Beneath thy cross I fall ; 
My Lord, my life, my sacrifice. 

My Saviour, and my all .' 



88 



L. M. Steelb. 

^'Tie Only Saviour. 
Acts iv. 12. John xiv. 6. 

JESUS, the spring of joys divine, [flow. 
Whence all our hopes and comforts 
Jesus, no other name but thine 
Can save us from eternal woe. 

2 
In vain would boasting Reapon tind 
The way to happiness and God ; 
Her weak directions leave the mind 
Bewilder'd, in a dubious road. 

3 
No other name will Heav'n approve ; 
Thon art the true, the living way, 
(Ordain'd by everlasting love,) 
To the briLfut realms of endless day. 
/ 4 

Here let cnr constant feet abide. 
Nor from the heav'uly path depart: 
Still let thy Spirit, gracious Guide .' 
Direct our steps, and cheer our heart. 

5 
Oh ! guide as through this world of night. 
And bring as to the blissful plains, — 
The regions of unclouded light. 
Where perfect joy for ever reigns. 

89- S. M. Steele. 

Shepherd. , 

Ps. xxiii. John x. 11. 
KILE my Redeemer's isear, 



w 



To ever fragrant meads. 

Where rich abundance grows. 
His gracious hand, indulgent, leads. 

And guards my sweet repose. 
3 

Along the lovely scene 

Cool waters gently roll,- 
Transparent, sweet, and all serene. 

To cheer my fainting soul. 
4 

Here let my spirit rest : 

How sweet a lot is mine ! 
With pleasure, food, and safety blest : 

Beneficence divine ! 
5 

Dear Shepherd, if I stray. 

My wand'ring feet restore ; 
And guard me with thy watchful eye. 

And let me rove no more. 



90. 



C. M. 



Heginbothom. 



My Shepherd and my Guide, 
bid farewell to ev'ry fear ; 
My wants are all supplied. 



/ am the good Shepherd : the good Shep- 
herd giveth his life for the sheep. 

John X. 11. Ps. xxiii. 

TO thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, 
A grateful song I'll raise ; 
Oh ! let the feeblest of thy flock 
Attempt to speak thy praise. 
2 
But how shall mortal tongues espres» 

4. subject so divine ? 
Do justice to so vast a theme. 
Or praise a love like thine ? 
3 
My life, my joy, my hope, I owe 

To this amazing love ; 
Tea thousand thou.-and comforts here. 
And nobler bliss si>ovc. 
4 
To thee my trembling spirit flies, 

With sin and grief oppress'd ; 
Thy gentle voice dispels my fears. 
And lulls my cares to rest. 
5 
Nay, should I walk thro' death's dark vale, 

With double horrors spread; 
Thy rod would guide my doubtful steps. 
And guard my drooping head. 
6 
Lead on, dear Shepherd J Led by thee. 

No evil shall 1 fear; 
Soon shall I reach thy fold above, 
Aiid praise thee better there. 



JESUS CHRIST. 



The Perfections, Characters, and 



of Jesus Christ. 



91. 



Edmeston. 



s 



7.6. 7.( 

Star. 
Jlev. xxii. 16. Luke i. 78, 79. 
TAR of my hope ! depart not ; 



My soul's unclouded light ; 
'Tis darkness where thou art not- 
Worse than Egyptian night. 
2 
Though many a star of splendor 

Around the concave shine ; 
Their beams no comfort render. 
Till lighted up by thine. 



92 



D. L. M. White. 

The Star of Bethlehem. 
Matt. ii. 2. 9, 10. Luke i. 78, 79. 

WHEN marshall'd on the nightly plain 
The glitt'ring host bestud the sky, 
One star alone, of all the train. 
Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye : 



Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaka. 
From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem ; 
But one alone the Saviour speaks, — 
It is— the Star of Bethlehem ! 

2 
Once on the raging seas I rode ; 
The storm was loud, the night was dark; 
The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd 
The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark : 
My vital energies were froze ; 
Hopeless, I ceas'd the tide to stem ; 
When suddenly a star arose, — 
It was— the Sta^ of Bethlehem ! 

3 
Fairest of all the stars of light, 
It bade my dark forebodings cease ; 
And, through the terrors of the night. 
It led me to the port of peace : 
Now, safely moor'd, my perils o'er, 
I'll sing, first in night's diadem. 
For ever, and for evermore, — 
The Star— the Star of Bethlehem ! 



93. 



10s. Steele. 

Sun of Righteousness. 
Mai. iv. 2. 2 Cor. iv. 6. Rev. i. 16. 

GREAT Sun of Righteousness ! thy beams impart. 
And cheer my eyes, and warm my languid heart ; 
Thou Source of Beauty ! Everlasting Fair ! 
In thee ten thousand thousand charms appear. 

2 
Where'er I turn, thy glories are display'd : 
The morn, the noon, the grateful ev'ning shade. 
Present thy matchless beauties to my sight. 
And strike with wonder, or inspire delight. 

3 
Thy pow'r and love, in plenty's smiling form. 
O'er the wide fields, each grateful bosom warm : 
From thee the gentle ev'ning's breezes spring. 
And waft refreshment on their balmy wing : 

4 
Thy beauty glitters in the pearly dew ; 
And smiles amid the bright, ethereal blue. 
Which paints yon spacious arch ; and charms ouir eyes 
In ev'ning's soft, inimitable dyes. 

5 
Jesus, thy glory, beaming from afar. 
Great Source of light, illumines ev'ry star: 
Thy word inform'd the planets where to roll. 
And station'd ev'ry orb that gilds the pole. 

6 
To thee, 'midst all the glories of the skies. 
To thee alone, I raise my longing eyes; 
Let me but dwell beneath thy light divine. 
And all the charms of nature I resign. 



HOLY SPIRIT. 



The Influences of the Holy Spirit. 



94". C. M. Steele. 

The Necessity of the Holy Spirit's Influ- 
ences to renew the Heart. 
Ezek. xxsvi. 26, 27. Johniii.5. Tit.iii.5. 

HOW helpless guilty Nature lies, 
Unconscious of her load ! 
The heart unchang'd can never rise 
To happiness and God. 
2 
Can aught beneath a pow'r divine 

The stubborn will subdue ? 
'Tis thine. Eternal Spirit, thine. 
To form the heart anew. 



'Tis thine, the passions to recall, 

And upwards bid them rise ; 
To make the scales of error fall 

From reason's darken'd eyes ;— 
4 
To chase the shades of death away. 

And bid the sinner live : 
A beam of heav'n, a vital ray, 

'Tis thine alone to give. 
5 
Oh ! change these wretched hearts of ours, 

And give them life divine ! 
Then shall our passions and our pow'rs, 

Almighty Lord, be thine. 



y*-^* lis. Cunningham. 

The Influences of the Holy Spirit Desired. 
Ps. li. 10—12. John xiv. 16, 17. Gal. v. 22, 23. 

OH \ come, with thine olive-branch, Spirit of love 1 
With all thy sweet graces, descend from above : 
Bring with thee the purity, concord, repose. 
Thy peaceful and permanent presence bestows. 

2 
As days of " clear shining" that follow the rain. 
Thy heart-soothing presence can cheer me again ; 
In tenderness visit this sorrowing breast, 
And make it for ever the seat of thy rest. 



9Q. 



L. M. Heginbothom. 
The Influences of the Holy Spirit Desired. 
Ps. li. 10—12. John xiv. 16, 17. 
Gal. V. 22, 23. 

UP to thy seat. Eternal God I 
Now would my ardent passions soar ; 
Fain would I view thy bright abode, 
And love, and wonder, and adore. 

2 
Spirit of peace ! Immortal Dove ! 
Here let thy gentle influence reign: 
Come, fill my soul with heav'nly love. 
And all the gi-aces of thy train. 

3 
Not all the sweets beneath the sky, 
Nor corn, nor oil, nor richest wine. 
Could raise my tuneful song so high. 
Or yield me pleasures so divine. 

4 
Blest with thy presence, I could meet 
Death, though in all his terrors drest ; 
Nor, while I taste a joy so sweet, 
One fear disturb my peaceful breast. 



97. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



The Influences of the Holy Spirit Ex- 
perienced. 

John xiv. 16, 17. 1 Cor. iii. 16. vi. 19. 

DEAR Lord ! and shall thy Spirit rest 
In this polluted heart of mine ? 
Unworthy dwelling ! glorious Guest ! 
Favor astonishing, divine ! 

2 
Yes, the blest Comforter is nigh ! 
'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; 
Else would my hopes for ever die, 
And ev'ry cheering ray depart. 

3 
What less than thine almighty word, 
Can raise my heart from earth and dust 1 
And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
My life, my treasure, and my trust? 

4 
Oh! let thy Spirit in my heart 
For ever dwell, thou God of love ! 
And light and heav'nly peace impart, — 
Sweet earnest of the joys above ! 



SCRIPTURES. 



The Excellencies of the Scriptures. 



98. C. M. Steele. 

The Excellencies of the Scriptures. 

Ps. xix. 7—10. John v. 39. 
2 Tim, iii. 15— 17. 



FATHER of mercies ! in thy word 
What endless glory shines! 
For ever be thy name ador'd 
For these celestial lines. 
2 
Here, mines of heav'nly wealth disclose 

Their bright, unbounded store : 
Earth's glitt'ring gem no longer glows. 
And India boasts no more. 
3 
Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows. 

And yields a rich repast ; 
Snblimer sweets than nature knows 
Invite the longing taste. 
4 
Amid these gloomy wilds below. 
When dark and sad we stray. 
Here, heav'nly beams relieve our woe, 
And guide to endless day. 
5 
Here, springs of consolation rise, 

To cheer the fainting mind ; 
Here, thirsty souls receive supplies. 
And sweet refreshment find. 
6 
When guilt and terror, pain -and grief. 

United, rend the heart ; 
Here, sinners meet divine relief, 
And cool the raging smart. 
7 
Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice 

Spreads heav'nly peace around ; 
And life* and everlasting joys 
Attend the blissful sound. 
8 
Oh ! may these heav'nly pages be 

My soul's sincere delight ; 
And still new beauties may I see. 
And still increasing light. 
9 
Divine Instructor ! gracious Lord ! 

Be thou for ever near ; 
Teach me to love thy sacred word. 
And view my Saviour there. 



QQ' C. M. COWPER. 

The Light and Glory of the Scriptures. 

Ps. xliii. 3. cxix. 105. Prov. vi. 23. 
2 Pet. i. 19. 

A GLORY gilds the sacred page. 
Majestic, like the sun : 
It gives a light to ev'ry age ; 
It gives — ^but borrows none. 
2 
The Pow'r that gave it, still supplies 

The gracious light and heat : 
Its truths upon the nations rise ; 
They rise — but never set. 
3 
Let everlasting thanks be thine 

For such a bright display. 
As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heav'nly day. 
4 
My soul rejoices to pursue 
The steps of him I love. 
Till glory breaks upon my view 
In brighter worlds above. 



L. M. Heginbothom. 



100. 

Thou hast magnified thy Word above all 
thy Name. 

Ps. cxxxviii. 2. xix. 7—10. 

GREAT God ! the heav'ns thy pow'r 
proclaim ; 
Earth echoes back thy mighty name ; 
Thy glory gilds returning days, . 
And nights in silence speak thy praise. 

2 
All nature sings thy boundless love. 
In worlds below, and worlds above ; 
But in thy glorious word I trace 
Diviner wonders of thy grace. 

3 
There, what delightful truths I read ! 
There, I behold a Saviour bleed : 
His names salutes my list'ning ear, 
Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 

4 
There, Jesus bids my sorrows cease. 
And gives my lab'ring conscience peace; 
Raises my grateful passions high, 
And points to mansions in the sky. 

5 
Hail, great Immanuel ! let my song 
Through endless years thy praise prolong ; 
And distant climes thy name adore, 
Till time and nature are no more. 



SCRIPTURES. 



Scripture Warnings, Invitations, and Promises. 



101. L. M. Watts. 

Why will ye Die ? 
Ezek.xviii.31. xxxiii. 11. Jer. xxvii. 13. 

SINNER, oh! why so thoughtless grown? 
Why in such dreadful haste to die? 
Daring to leap to worlds unknown ! 
Heedless against thy God to fly ! 



2 

Wilt thou despise eternal fate, 
Urg*d on hy sin's fantastic dreams ? 
Madly attempt tli' infernal gate. 
And force thy passage to the flames ? 

3 
Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains ; 
And hear the Lord of life unfold 
The glories of his dying pains — 
For ever telling, yet untold ! 



102. lis. Knox. 

Acqimint now thyself with him, and be at peace. 



Job xxii. 21. 



Prov. iii. 21—26. 



ACQUAINT thee, O mortal.' acquaint thee with God ; 
And joy, like the sunshine, shall bea^ on thy road ; 
And peace, like the dew-drop, shall fall on thy head ; 
And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy bed. 

2 
Acquaint thee, O mortal ! acquaint thee with God ; 
And he shall be with thee when fears are abroad : 
Thy safeguard, in danger that threatens thy path, — 
Thy joy, in the valley and shadow of death. 



103. 



C. M. 

The Invitation of Wisdom. 
Prov. viii. ix. 1—6. L 20—23. 

LO ! Wisdom stands, with smiling face, 
And courts us to her arms ; 
Who can resist the wondrous grace. 
Or slight her pow'rful charms ! 
2 
Eternal pleasures fill her train,— 

Pleasures that never cloy ; 
Come, drink of bliss, unmix'd with pain. 
And taste celestial joy. 

104. c. M. Steele. 

The Saviour's Invitation. 
John vii. 37. Isa. Iv. 1. Rev. xxi. 6. 

THE Saviour calls— let ev'ry ear 
Attend the heav'nly sound ; 
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear ; 
Hope smiles reviving round. 
-2 
For ev'ry thirsty, longing heart. 
Here, streams of bounty flow; 
And life, and health, and bliss impart, 
To banish mortal woe. 



Ye sinners, come, 'tis Mercy's voice ; 

The gracious call obey ; 
Mercy invites to heav'nly joys, — 

And can you yet delay ? 



Dear Saviour ! draw reluctant hearts ; 

To thee let sinners fly. 
And take the bliss thy love imparts, 

And drink, and never die. 



105. 



112th. 



L. H. Col. 



The Saviour's Invitation. 



Matt. xi. 2S. 



Jer. viii. 22. 



SWEET as the shepherd's tuneful reed. 
From Zion's mount I heard the sound : 
Gay sprang the flow'rets of the mead. 
And gladden'd nature smil'd around : 
The voice of peace salutes my ear. 
And speaks the Lord, my Saviour, near: — 
2 [moan 

" Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive 
Has taught these rocks the notes of woe ; 
Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, 
And let thy tears forget to flow : 
Behold the precious balm is found. 
That lulls thy pain, and heals thy wound. 



SCRIPTURES. 



Scripture Warnings, Invitations, and Promises. 



As spring, the winter, — day, the night, — 
Peace, sorrow's gloom shall chase away ; 
And smiling Joy, a seraph bright. 
Shall tend thy steps, and near thee stay ; 
While Glory weaves th' immortal crown, 
And waits to claim thee for her own.'* 



106. 



8.7. 9.7. 4.7. 



Hart. 



Come and welcome to Jesus Christ. 
Matt. xi. 28. 

COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched. 
Come — 'tis mercy's welcome hour ; 
Jesus ready stands to save you. 
Full of pity, join'd with pow'r : 

He is able. 
He is willing ; doubt no more. 
2 
Let not conscience make you linger, 

Nor of fitness fondly dream : 
All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him : 

This he gives you ; 

'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 

3 

Come, ye weary, heavy laden. 

Lost and ruin'd by the fall ; 

If you tarry till you're better. 

You will never come at all : 

Not the righteous — 
Sinners, Jesus came to call. 
4 
Agonizing in the garden, 

Lo ! the Saviour prostrate lies ; 
On the bloody tree behold him ; 
Hear him cry, before he dies, 

" It is finished!" — 
Sinners, will not this suffice ? 
5 
Lo! th' incarnate God, ascended. 
Pleads the merits of his blood ; 
Venture on him, venture wholly, 
Let no other trust intrude : 

None but Jesus 
Can do helpless sinners good. 
6 
Saints and angels, join'd in concert, 

Sing tlie praises of the Lamb, 

While the blissful seats of glory 

Sweetly echo with his name ; 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners here may sing the same. 



107 • 73. Haweis. 

Come and welcome. 
John xix. 30. Matt. xi. 28. 

FROM the Mount of Calvary, 
Where the Saviour deign'd to die, 
What melodious sounds I hear. 
Bursting on ray ravish'd ear ! 
" Love's redeeming work is done I 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 

2 
Sprinkled now with blood the throne. 
Why beneath thy burdens groan 1 
All thy sins on me are laid. 
Justice owns the ransom paid : 
Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 

3 
Spread for thee, the festal board 
See with richest dainties stor'd ; 
To thy Father's bosom press'd, 
Once again a child confest. 
Never from his house to roam ; 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! " 



108. 



D. L. M. G. Clayton. 



Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and 
incline thine ear ; forget also thine own 
people, and thy father's house ; so shall 
the King greatly desire thy beauty j for he 
is thy Lord, and worship thou him. 

Ps. xlv. 10, 11. 2. Prov. viii. 

SAY, sinner, wilt thou go with me. 
And leave yon gay, delusive scene ; 
Where dang'rous snares are laid for thee, 
And ruin smiles with treach'rous mien 1 
Ah! quit awhile the flatt'ring bait, 
While I my gracious suit declare : 
All heav'nly charms around me wait. 
For I am Fairest of the fair. 

2 
For thee I left the realms of light, 
Nor cast one sorrowing look behind ; 
For thee endur'd the darkest night, 
And bore the blast of winter's v/ind : 
I cloth'd myself in mortal clay. 
Humble my birth, and hard my fare. 
Thy hopeless sorrows to allay. 
Though I am Fairest of the fair. 



SCRIPTURES. 



Scripture Warnings, Invitations, and Promises. 



Come, and I'll pardon all thy sin, 
And take thy load of guilt away ; 
Will make thy spotted nature clean, 
And turn thy darkness into day ; 
Through life I'll guide thee with mine eye. 
And make thee my perpetual care ; 
For ev'ry want there's rich supply 
In me, the Fairest of the fair. 

4 
And in the shade, when thou must die, 
I will receive thy parting breath ; 
Will soften each expiring sigh. 
And cheer with smiles the bed of death : 
Angels shall watch thy breathless clay. 
And dry the fond survivor's tear ; 
And waft thee on their wings away, 
T' embrace the Fairest of the fair. 



109. 



CM. 



Doddridge. 



Invitation to the Gospel Feast. 
Luke xiv. 16 — 23. Isa. Iv. 1. 

THE King of heav'n his table spreads. 
And dainties crown the board ; 
Not paradise, with all its joys, 
Could such delight afford. 
2 
Pardon and peace to dying men, 

And endless life, are giv'n. 
Through the rich blood that Jesus shed 
To raise the soul to heav'n. 
3 
Ye hungry poor, who long have stray'd 

In sin's dark mazes, come ; 
Come from your most obscure retreats, 
And grace shall find you room. 
4 
Millions of souls, in glory now, 
Were fed and feasted here ; 
And millions more, still on the way. 
Around the board appear. 
5 
Yet is his house and heart so large, 

That millions more may come ; 
Nor could the whole assembled world 
O'er-fiU the spacious room. 
6 
All things are ready, — sinners, come ; 

Nor weak excuses frame : 
Crowd to the glorious gospel-feast, 
And bless the Founder's name. 



110. CM. Steele. 

Invitation to the Gospel Feast. 
Luke xiv. 16—23. Isa, Iv. 1. 

YE wretched, hungry, starving poor. 
Behold a royal feast ! 
Where Mercy spreads her bounteous stoie, 
For ev'ry humble guest. 
2 
There, Jesus stands with open arms; 

He calls, he bids you come : 
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; 
But see, — there yet is room : — 
3 
Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart; 

There love and pity meet; 
Nor will he bid the soul depart 
That trembles at his feet. 
4 
In him the Father, reconcil'd. 
Invites your souls to come ; 
The rebel shall be call'd a child. 
And kindly welcom'd home. 
5 
Oh ! come, and, with his children, taste 

The blessings of his love ; 
While hope attends the sweet repast, 
Of nobler joys above. 
6 
There, with united heart and voice, 

Before th' eternal throne. 
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice 
In ecstasies unknown. 
7 
And yet ten thousand thousand more 

Are welcome still to come : 
Ye longing souls, the grace adore. 
And enter while there's room. 



111. 



8.7. 8.7. 7.7. MONTGOMKSY. 



Sinners invited to the Fountain opened for 
Sin and Uncleamiesi: 



Zech. xiii 



John xix. 34. Rev. xxi. 6. 



COME to Calvary's holy mountain, 
Sinners, ruin'd by the fall ; 
Here, a pure and healing fountain 
Flows to you — to me — to all. 
In a full, perpetual tide, — 
Open'd when the Saviour died. 



SCRIPTURES. 



Scripture Warnings, Invitations, and Promises. 



Come, in sorrow and contrition. 
Wounded, impotent, and blind ; 

Here, the guilty, free remission — 
Here, the troubled, peace may find : 
Health, this fountain will restore; 
He that drinks shall thirst no more. 
3 

He that drinks shall live for ever; 
'Tis a soul-reviving flood : 

God is faithful ; — God will never 
Break his covenant in blood ; — 
Sign'd, when our Redeemer died, — 
Seal'd, when he was glorified. 

LlZ, L. M. Colly ER. 

Return, ye backsliding children. 

Jer. iii. 22. 12. 14. Hos. xiv, 1. 4. 

RETURN, ye wand'rers,— oh ! return ; 
And seek a Father's melting heart ; 
Whose pitying eyes your griefs discern. 
Whose tender hand can heal your smart. 

2 
Return, ye wand'rers, — oh ! return ; 
He heard the deep, repentant sigh ; 
He saw the soften'd spirit mourn. 
When no relieving tear was nigh. 

3 
Return, ye vf and'rers, — oh ! return ; 
Your Saviour calls, — he bids you live : 
Go to his bleeding feet, and learn 
How freely Jesus can forgive. 

4 
Return, ye wand'rers, — oh ! return, 
And wipe away the falling tear: 
Your Father calls, — no longer mourn, — 
'Tis Mercy's voice invites you near. 

5 
Return, ye wand'rers, — oh ! return ; 
Regain your lost, lamented rest : 
Jehovah's melting bowels yearn 
To clasp his children to his breast. 



Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, — 
Our God for ever nearl 



Dost thou a Father's bowels feel. 

For all thy humble saints ? 
And in such friendly accents speak. 

To soothe their sad complaints 1 

3 

Why droop our hearts — why flow our tears, 
While such a voice we hear ? 

Why rise our sorrows and our fears, 
While such a Friend is near ? 



To all thine other favors, add 
A heart to trust thy word ; 

And death itself shall hear us sing 
While resting on the Lord. 



114. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



113. 



CM. 



Doddridge. 



Fear tfiou not ; for I am with thee. 
Is, xli. 10. 14. Josh. i. 9. 

k ND art thou with us, gracious Lord, 
\ To dissipate our fear? 
E 



Because I live, ye sTuxll live also. 
John xiv. 19. vi. 57. 



WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise. 
And fainting hope almost expires, 
Jesus, to thee I lift my eyes. 
To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 



^Art thou not mine, my living Lord? 
And can njy hope, my comfort die, — 
Fix'd on thine everlasting word, — 
That word which built the earth and sky ? 

3 

If my immortal Saviour lives. 
Then my immortal life is sure : 
His word a firm foundation gives; 
Here let me build, and rest secure. 



Here let my faith unshaken dwell ; 
Immovable the promise stands: 
Not all tiie pow'rs of earth, or hell. 
Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 



Here, O my soul, thy trust repose ! 
If Jesus is for ever mine. 
Not death itself, — that last of foes. 
Shall break a union so divine. 



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T7ie Excellence and Importance of the Christian Religion. 



115. 



ir2th. 



BOWRING. 



Life and Immortality brought to ligJit hy 
the Gospel : or, Christianity superior to 
the Light of Nature, 



2 Tim. i. 10. 1. Rom. xvi. 25, 
1 Cor. XV. 19, 20. 1 Pet. i. 3 



TRUE I visions haunt the gen'ral breast 
Of man — of worlds beyond the skies : 
But that may be a dream, at best. 
Like other dreams and vanities ; 
For man is but a breath, betray'd 
By ev'ry sense, by ev'ry shade. 

2 

Around him, o'er him, he creates 
A thousand fancies, to delude ; 
Which time — (truth-trier) — dissipates. 
Bright though they be, and fair, and good : 
They are but dreams at last — that leave 
Our disappointed hopes to grieve. 

3 

But infinitely happier he, 

Who, from the waste of grief and care, 

Assur'd of immortality, 

Retreats, and builds securely there ; 

And smiles, as from a splendid star, 

To see the shadows disappear. 

4 
Yes [ happier, who, from earthly woes. 
Turns his fix'd vision to the skies, 
And knows and feels that Jesus rose. 
And is assur'd that he shall rise — 
With faith, whose energy sublime 
Can triumph over death and time. 

5 

All else is vain : — the days to come 
Are shrouded in obscurity ; 
But Jesus burst his mortal tomb, 
And rose to set the pris'ner free : 
There's bliss enough in this, to cheer 
The deepest shades of niisery liere. 

6 
Yes ! Jesus rose, — and while the wreck 
Of nature leaves that thought to bless, 
The sigh of bursting grief I'll check. 
And calm the tumult of distress : — • 
For Jesus rose, and I shall rise. 
To endless life, and boundless joys. 



116. 



L. M. 



Watts. 



Sinai and Calvary : or. The Superiority 
of the Gospel to the Law of Moses. 

Heb. xii. 18—24. Acts xiii. 38, 39. 
Gal. ii. 16. 

HILE Sinai roars, and, round the 
earth. 

Thunder and tire and vengeance flings ; 
Jesus, thy dear, expiring breath. 
And Calvary, speak gentler things : — 

2 
Pardon, and peace, and boundless love. 
Streaming along a Saviour's blood ; 
And life, and joys, and crowns above, 
Purchas'd by our redeeming Lord. 

3 
Hark ! how he prays — (the charming sound 
Dwells on his dying lips!)— Forgive ! 
And ev'ry groan, and ev'ry wound. 
Cries— Father, let the rebels live ! 

4 
Go, you that rest upon the law. 
And toil, and seek salvation there; 
Look to the flames that Moses saw. 
And shrink, and tremble, and despair ! 

5 
But Pll retire beneath the cross ; 
Saviour, at thy dear feet I'll lie ; 
And the keen sword that Justice draws. 
Flaming and red, — shall pass me by. 



117. 



L. M. 



Steeljs. 



Religion the Source of Consolation and 
Hope. 

1 Tim. iv. 8. vi. 6. Rom. v. 1—5. 

IS there no kind, no lenient art. 
To heal the anguish of the heart? 
To ease the heavy load of care. 
Which nature must, but cannot bear? 

2 
Should Reason's dictates be obey'd, — 
Too weak, alas! her strongest aid I 
Oh ! let Religion, then, be nigh !— 
Her consolations never die. 

3 
Her pow'rful aid supports the soul. 
And nature owns her kind control : 
While she unfolds the sacred page. 
Our fiercest griefs resign their rage. 



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The Excellence and Imjjortance of the Christian Religion. 



Then, gentle patience smiles on pain ; 
The fainting soul revives again ; 
Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye. 
And faith points upward to the sky. 

5 
The promise guides her ardent flight ; 
And joys unknown to sense, invite 
Those blissful regions to explore. 
Where pleasure blooms to fade no more. 



118, 



148th. 



J. B. 



Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and 
all her paths are peace. 

Prov. iii. 13—18. viii. ix. 1—6. i. 20—23. 

THE Wisdom of the Lord, 
Descending from above, 
Invites the sons of men 
In language full of love : 
Her ways are ways of pleasantness. 
And all her paths are paths pf peace. 



Her riches are divine ; 

Her treasures, always full. 

Brighter than rubies shine. 

And satisfy the soul : 
Her ways are ways of pleasantness. 
And all her paths are paths of peace. 



She is a tree of life. 
And fruit celestial yields — 
Fruit — sin can never give, 
In all its blasted fields : 
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
And all her paths are paths of peace. 



In Wisdom's pleasant ways 

The sun will always shine. 

To cheer the soul with peace. 

And prospects all divine : 
Oh ! come, and try her pleasant ways. 
And you shall find her paths are peace. 



The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion. 



J-l~f» lis. Cunningham. 

The Ministry of Angels. 

Heb. i. 14. Luke xvi. 22. 



120. 



How cheering the thought, that the spirits in bliss 
Should bow their bright wings to a world such as this! 
And leave the sweet songs of the mansions above. 
To breathe o'er our bosom some message of love. 

2 
They come— on the wings of the morning they come, 
To convoy the strapger in peace to his home ; 
The pilgrim to waft from this stormy abode. 
And lay him to rest in the arms of his God. 



L. M. 



Doddridge. 



The Rainbow around the Throne : or, The 
Divine Covenant Unchangeable. 

Rev. iv. 3. Gen. ix. 13—17, Is. liv. 9, 10. 
Ez. i. 28. 

NEVER shall deluges of woe 
The new-created world o'erflow : 
Jesus, our Sun, his beams displays. 
And gilds the clouds with beauteous rays. 



Around thy throne the rainbow shines. 
Fair emblem of thy kind designs ; 
Bright pledge, that speaks thy cov'nant 

sure. 
Long as thy kingdom shall endure. 

3 

No gems so bright, no forms so fair, — 
Mercy and truth still triumph there : 
Thy saints shall bless the peaceful sign. 
When stars and suns forget to shine. 



KELIGION. 



The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion. 



Ul. C. M. TCRNER. 

The Power of Faith. 

1 John V. 4. Acts xv. D. Heb. xi. 1. 
1 Pet. i. 8, 9. 

FAITH adds new charms to earthlybliss. 
And saves me from its snares ; 
Its aid in ev'ry duty brings, 
And softens all my cares : — 
2 
Extinguishes the thirst of sin. 

And lights the sacred fire 
Of love to God and heav'nly things, 
And feeds the pure desire. 
3 
The wounded conscience knows its pow'r 

The healing balm to give : 
That balm the saddest heart can cheer. 
And make the dying live. 
4 
Wide it unveils celestial worlds. 

Where deathless pleasures reign ; 
And bids me seek my portion there. 
Nor bids me seek in vain : — 
5 
Shows me the precious promise, seal'd 

With the Redeemer's blood; 
And helps my feeble hope to rest 
Upon a faithful God. 
6 
There — there unshaken would I rest, 

Till this frail body dies ; 
And then, on faith's triumphant wirigs. 
At once to glory rise. 



122. 



C. M. 



COWPEK. 



Faith the Gift of God. 

Eph. ii. 8. 1 Cor. xii. 9. Gal. v. 22. 

Heb. xii. 2. • 

OF all the gifts thy hand bestows. 
Thou Giver of all good. 
Not heav'n itself a richer knows 
Than my Redeemer's blood. 

2 ♦ 

Faith, too, — th' appropriating grace. 

From the same hand we gain ; 
Else, sweetly as it suits our case. 

That gift had been in vain. 
3 
We praise thee, and would praise thee more: 

To thee our all we owe : — 
The precious Saviour, — and the pow'r 

That makes him precious too. 



xZO, C. M. COWPER. 

The Fountain Opened. 
Zech. xiii. 1. 1 John i. 7. Rev. i. 5. vii. 14. 

THERE is a fountain, fill'd with blood 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
And sinners plung'd beneath that flood. 
Lose all their guilty stains. 
2 
The dying thief rejoic'd to see 

That fountain, in his day ; 
And there may I, though vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away. 
3 
Dear, dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its pov/er. 
Till all the ransom'd church of God 
Be sav'd, to sin no more. 
4 
E'er since, by faith, I skw the stream 

Thy flowing wounds supply. 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be till I die. 
5 
And when this lisping, stamm'ring tongue 

Lies silent in the grave ; 
Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, 
I'll sing thy pow'r to save. 

1^4. 148th, Doddridge. 

Fruitful Showers, Emblems ofthesalutary 
Effects of the Gospel. 

Is. Iv. 10, 11. 

MARK the soft-falling snow. 
And the diffusive rain : 

To heav'n, from whence it fell. 

It turns not back again; 
But waters earth through ev'ry pore. 
And calls forth all its secret store. 
2 

Array'd in living green. 

The hills and valleys shine ; 

And man and beast is fed 

By Providence divine : 
The harvest bows its golden ears, — 
The copious seed of future years. 
3 

" So, (saith the God of grace,) 

My gospel shall descend ; 

Almighty to effect 

The purpose I intend : 
Millions of souls shall feel its pow'r. 
And bear it down to millions more." 



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The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion. 



\2iO» 8.9. 8.9. 8.8. A. A. Watts. 
Hofe. 



Rom. XV. 4. 
Tit. 



1 Cor. XV. 19. 
. 2. 



THERE is a thought, can lift the 
soul 
Above the narrow sphere that bounds it, — 

A star, that sheds its mild control 
Brightest, when grief's dark cloud sur- 
rounds it ; 
And pours a soft, pervading ray. 
Life's ills can never chase away, 

2 
When earthly joys have left the breast, 
And ev'n the last fond hope it chei ish'd 

Of mortal bliss — too like the rest — 
Beneath woe's with'ring touch has perish'd, 
With fadeless lustre streams that light — 
A halo on the brow of night. 

3 
And bitter were our sojourn here, 
In this dark wilderness of sorrow, 

Did not that rainbow beam appear, — 
The herald of a brighter morrow, — 
A friendly beacon from on high, 
To guide us to Eternity. 



126, 



S. M. 



BOWRING. 



In hope of eternal life; which God, 
that cannot lie, promised before the world 
began. 

Tit. i. 2. Rom. xv. 4. 

1 Cor. XV. 19. 

HOW dark— how desolate 
Would many a moment be. 
Could we not spring on Hope's bright wing, 
Lord ! to heav'n and thee ! 

2 
The cheering morn will dawn, 
When ev'ning shades are o'er. 
Whose smiling ray shall wake a day. 
That night shall cloud no more. 

3 
Blest hope .'—and sure as blest ! 
Life's shades of misery 
Shall soon be past,— and joy, at last, 
Waft us to heav'n and Ihee. 
E 2 



J-/« I • D. L. M. From Bowring. 

The hope of the rigJiteous shall be gladness. 

Pr. X. 28. Rom. xii. 12. 1 Cor. xv. 19. 

IF all our hopes, and all our fears. 
Were prison'd in life's narrow bound ; — 
If, trav'llers through this vale of tears. 
We saw no better world beyond ; — 
Oh ! what could check the rising sigh, 
When nothing earthly could relieve t 
Oh ! who could venture then to die ? 
Oh ! who could then endure to live 1 

2 
And such were life, without the ray 
From Hope's delightful prospects giv'n : 
'Tis this that makes our darkness day : 
'Tis this that makes our earth a heav'n : 
Bright is the golden sun above. 
And beautiful the flow'rs that bioom,— 
And all is joy, and all is love. 
Reflected from a world to come ! 

IJo. c. M. Steele. 

Pardoning Love. 
Jer. iii. 12. 22. Hos. xiv. 1. 4. Mic. vii. 18, 19. 

HOW oft, alas ! this treach'rous heart 
Has wander'd from the Lord ! 
How oft my roving thoughts depart. 
Forgetful of his word .' 
2 
Yet Sov'reign Mercy calls. Return 1 

Dear Lord, — and may I come ? 
My vile ingratitude I mourn : 
Oh ! take the wand'rer home. 
3 
And canst thou — wilt thou yet forgive, 

And bid my crimes remove ? 
And shall a pardon'd rebel live 
To speak thy wondrous love ? 
4 
Thy pard'nlug love, so free, so sweet. 

Dear Saviour, I adore : 
Oh ! keep me at thy sacred feet. 
And let me rove no more. 



129. 



C. M. Scott. 

Mercy and Truth met together. 
Ps. Ixxxv. 10. Johni. ir. Rom. iii. 25, 26. 

WHEN first the God of boundless grace 
Disclos'd his kind design. 
To rescue onr apostate race 

From misery, shame, and sin ; — 



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The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Keli 



Quick, thro' the realms of light and bliss. 

The joyful tidings ran ; 
Each heart exulted at the news, 

That God would dwell with man. 
3 
Yet, 'midst their joys, they paus'd awhile. 

And ask'd, with strange surprise, — 
" But how can injur'd Justice smile. 

Or look with pitying eyes 1 
4 
Will the Almighty deign again 

To visit yonder world; 
And hither bring rebellious men, 

Whence angels once were hurl'd 1 
5 
'I'heir tears, and groans, and deep distress. 

Aloud for mercy call ; 
But, oh! must truth and righteousness 

To mercy, victims fall?" 
6 
So spake the friends of God and man, 

Delighted, yet surpris'd ; 
Eager to knovir the wondrous plan 

That Wisdom had devis'd. 
7 
The Son of God, attentive, heard, 

And quickly thus replied : — 
" In me let Mercy be rever'd. 

And Justice satisfied. 
8 
Behold ! my vital blood I poui", 

A sacrifice to God ; 
Let injur'd Justice now no more 

Demand the sinner's blood." 
9 
He spake, — and heav'n's high arches ring; 

Praise ev'ry tongue employs ; — 
He died, — th' admiring angels sing. 

Nor cease their rapt'i-ous joys. 

loU. c. M. Steele. 

Eedeeming Mercy. 

Eph. i. 7. 



Col. 



14. Rom. iii. 24, 25. 
John X. 11. 



THE weary traveller, lost in night. 
Breathes many a longing sigh ; 
And marks the v elcome dawn of light, 
With rapture in his eye. 
2 
Thns sweet the dawn of heav'nly day, 

Lost, weary sinners find ; 
When mercy, with reviving ray. 
Beams o'er the fainting mind. 



To slaves oppress'd with cruel chains. 

How kind, how dear the friend. 
Whose gen'rous hand relieves their pains, 

And bids their sorrows end ! , 
4 
Thus kind, thus dear, that Friend Divine, 

Who ransoms captive souls ; 
Unbinds the cruel chains of sin. 

And all its pow'r controls. 
5 
Jesus' ! to thy celestial light. 

My dawn of hope I owe ; 
Once wand'ring in the shades of night. 

And lost in helpless woe. 
6 
Thy gracious hand redeem'd the slave. 

And set the pris'ner free : 
Be all I am, and all I have. 

Devoted, Lord, to thee. 
7 
Here at thy feet T wait thy will. 

And live upon thy word : 
Oh ! give me warmer love and zeal, 

To serve my dearest Lord. 

131. L. M. Watts. 

The Wonders of Redemption. 

Phil, ii, 8, 9. Col. i. 20. ii. 14, 15. 
Heb. ii. 14, 15. 

BEGIN, my soul, the heav'nly song,— 
A burden for an angel's tongue: 
When Gabriel sounds these awful things, 
He tunes and summons all his strings. 

2 
Proclaim inimitable love ! — 
Jesus, the Lord of worlds above. 
Puts off the beams of bright array. 
And veils the God in mortal clay ! 

3 
He that distributes cicwns and thrones, 
Hangs on a tree, and bleeds, and groans ! 
The Prince of Life resigns his breath 1 
The King of glory bows in death ! 

4 
But see the wonders of his pow'r, — 
He triumphs in the dying hour! 
And while by Satan's rage he fell. 
He dash'd the rising hopes of hell. 

5 
Thus were the hosts of death subdued, 
And peace proclaim'd thro' Jesus' blood : 
Now, Lord of all, he reigns above. 
And conquers sinners by his love. 



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The Doctrines dnd Blessings of the Christian Religion. 



Who shall fulfil this boundless song! 
The theme surmounts an angel's tongue 
How low, how vain are mortal airs. 
When Gabriel's nobler harp despairs ! 



132. 



.7. 4.7. 



F. 



It is finished. 



John xix. SO. 28. xvii. 4. Rom. x. 4. 
Heb. ix. 26—28. x. 10. 12. 14. 

HARK! the voice of love and mercy 
Sounds aloud from Calvary! 
See ! it rends the rocks asunder, — 
Shakes the earth and veils the sky ! 

" It is tinish'd!" 
Hear the dying Saviour cry ! 
2 
It is finish'd ! — oh, what pleasure 

Do these charming words afford! 
Heav'nly blessings, without measure, 
Flow to us through Christ the Lord ! 

It is finish'd! 
Saints, the dying vTords record!— 
3 
Finish'd— all the types and shadows 

Of the ceremonial law : 
Finish'd — all that God had promis'd : 
Death and hell no more shall awe : 

It is finish'd! 
Saints, from hence your comfort draw. 
4 
Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, — 

Join to sing the pleasing theme : 
All in earth and heav'n uniting, 
Join to praise Immanuel's name: 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 



133 



L. M. 



S. Stennett. 



The Triumphs of the Cross. 
Gal. vi. 14. 

NO more, dear Saviour, will I boast 
Of beauty, wealth, or loud applause 
The world has all its glories lost. 
Amid the triumphs of thy cross. 

2 
In cv'ry feature of thy face, 
Beauty her fairest charms displays ; 



Truth, wisdom, majesty, and graee. 
Shine thence in sweetly-mingling rays. 

3 
Thy wealth the pow'r of thought transcends ; 
'Tis vast, immense, and all divine : 
Thine empire. Lord, o'er worlds extends ; 
The sun, the moon, the stars are thine. 

4 
Yet — (oh, how marvellous the sight!) 
I see thee on a cross expire ! 
Thy godhead veil'd in sable night! 
And angels from the scene retire ! 

5 
But why from Calvary retreat ? 
Why with your wings your faces hide ? 
He ne'er appear'd so good, so great, 
As when he bow'd his head and died. 

6 
Those triumphs of stupendoiis grace 
Surprise, rejoice, and melt my heart: 
Lord, at thy cross I stand and gaze. 
Nor would I ever thence depart. 



134. 



C. M. 



Watts. 



Salvation : or, God glorious and Sinners 
saved. 

Is. xliv. 23. Rom. i. 16. v. 8—11. 
Heb. ii. 10. Luke ii. 14. 

FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! 
How high thy wonders rise ! 
Known thro' the earth by thousand signs. 
By thousand through the skies. 
2 
Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r. 

Their motions speak thy skill; 
And on the wings of ev'ry hour 
We read thy patience still. 
3 
Part of thy name divinely stands 

On all thy creatures writ ; 
They show the labor of thy hands. 
Or impress of thy feet, 
4 
But when we view thy strange design 

To save rebellions worms. 
Where vengeance and compassion join 
In their divinest forms ; — 
5 
Our thoughts are lost in rev'rend awe: 

We love, and we adore ; 

The first archangel never saw 

So much of God before. 



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The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion. 



Here the whole Deity is known ; 

Nor dares a creature gness 
Which of the glories brightest shone — 

The justice or the grace. 
7 
When sinners break the Father's laws, 

The dying Son atones : 
Oh, the dear niyst'ries of his cross! 

The triumph of his groans ! 
8 
Now, the full glories of the Lamb 

Adorn the heav'nly plains ; 
Archangels learn Innnanuel's name. 

And try their choicest strains. 
9 
Oh, may I bear some humble part , 

In that immortal song! 
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart. 

And love command my tongue. 

XDO. S. M. DODDRIDGI 

Salvation by Grace. 
Eph. ii. 5. 8. 2 Tim. i. 9. Tit. iii. 5. 

GRACE! 'tis a charming sound! 
Harmonious to the ear! 
Heav'n with the echo shall resound. 
And all the earth shall hear. 

2 
Grace first contriv'd a way. 
To save rebellious man; 
And all its steps, that grace display 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 
Grace taught my roving feet 
To tread the heav'iily road : 
And new supplies each hour I meet, 
While pressing on to God. 

4 
Grace all the work shall crown. 
Through everlasting days : 
It lays in heav'n the topmost stone, 
And well diiserves the praise. 



136. 



C. M. 



Evan. Mag. 



Sacred Truth. 
Ps. xliii. 3. John i. 17. viii. 32. 

HAIL, Sacred Truth! whose piercing 
ray s 
Dispel the shades of night ; 
Diffusing o'er the mental world, 
The healing beams of light. 



Till thou appear, the wounded soul. 

In agonizing pain. 
The way of peace intensely seeks. 
But finds her efforts vain. 
3 
Philosophy and moral sense, 
"VVilh high, officious pride. 
Conduct to labyrinths of woe 
Whom they presume to guide. 
4 
Jesus! thy word, with friendly aid. 

Restores our wand'ring feet; 
Converts the sorrows of the mind 
To joys divinely sweet. 
5 
! Oh ! send thy light and truth abroad. 
In all their radiant blaze ; 
And bid th' admiring world adore 
The glories of thy grace. 
6 
The banner of thy cross display — 

(Dear signal of thy love!) — 
Till cv'ry tongue confess thy sway, 
And ev'rv heart approve. 



137. 



L. M. 



DODDRl DG E. 



The Waters of the Sanctuary. 
Ez. xlvii. 1—12. Rev. xxii. 1, 2. 

GREAT Source of being and of love ! 
Thou wat'rest all the worlds above ; 
And all the joys which mortals know. 
From thine exhaustless fountain flow. 

2 
A sacred spring, at thy command. 
From S ion's mount, in Canaan's land, 
Beside thy temple cleaves the ground^ 
And pours its limpid stream around. 

3 
This gentle stream, with ^udden force, 
Swells to a river in its course ;• 
Through desert realms its windings play. 
And scatter blessings all the way. 

4 
Close by its banks, in order fair. 
The blooming trees of life appear; 
Their blossoms fragrant odors give. 
And on their fruit the nations live. 

5 
Flow, wondrous stream! with glory crown'd. 
Flow on to earth's remotest bound ; 
And bear us, on thy gentle wave, 
To him who all thy virtues gave. 



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Family Religion. 



i»3o. From Ret. T. Grinfield. 

The Marriage Union. 

Gen. ii. 18. 

WHAT are all the charms of earth, 
All its pride, its treasure worth. 
No companion at our side. 
Thoughts and feelings to divide ! 
Friends divide the weight of trouble. 
Make the sweetest pleasures double : 
Parted floods more calmly flow. 
Parted flames more brightly glow* 

2 

In the nuptial tie, we find 
Love the loveliest in its kind ', 
Two in one united whole, 
One in body, one in soul : 
Virtuous and delightful feeling, — 
Joy promoting, sorrow healing; 
While the love of joys above. 
Heightens all the joys of love ! 

3 
Ev'ry earthly joy excels. 
Where the Saviour's spirit dwells : 
Heav'n is shadow'd in his word. 
As the bridal of the Lord : 
'Tis the Saviour's sweet communion 
Sweetens nature's tend'rest union : 
'Tis the Saviour's dying love 
Fits us for the joys above. 



139. 



Steele. 



Address to an Infant. 

CAN I bid thee, little stranger. 
Welcome to a world of care 1 
Where attends thee many a danger. 
Where awaits thee many a snare % 

2 . 
Hence away, ye dark surmises, 

Hope presents a fairer scene ; 
Many a blooming pleasure rises. 

Many a sunbeam shines serene. 

3 

Oh, may Providence defend thee ! 

Circled in his guardian arms. 
Dangers shall in vain attend thee, — 

Safe amid surrounding harms. 



Shall I wish the world caressing ? 

Wish thee pleasure, grandeur, wealth I 
No— but many a nobler blessing — 

Wisdom, virtue, friendship, health. 
5 
May'st thou know the gracious Donor ; 

Early know, and love, and praise I 
Then shall real wealth and honor. 

Peace and pleasure, crown thy days. 



140. 



CM. 



S.Stennett. 



Jesus blessing little Children. 
Mark x. 16. 

JESUS, I see a thousand charms 
Spread o'er thy lovely face. 
While children in thy tender arras 
Receive the smiling grace. 
2 
" I take these little lambs, (said he,) 

And lay them in my breast : 
Protection they shall find in me, — 
In me be ever blest. 
3 
Their feeble frames my pow'r shall raise, 

And mould with heav'nly skill ; 
I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, 
And hands to do my will." 
4 
His words the happy parents hear. 

And shout, with joys divine — 
" Dear Saviour, all we have and are 
Shall be for ever thine." 



141. 



L. M. Mrs. C, B. Wilson. 



Home. 



LET others bow at fashion's shrine. 
And thro' the maze of pleasure roam; 
The calmer joys of life be mine, — 
My cheerful hearth, my quiet home ! 

2 
The brightest cheek that ever bloom'd, 
Is turn'd, by dissipation, pale : 
The heart's best feelings are entomb'd 
In scenes where guilty joys prevail. 

3 
Let others shine in gay attire. 
And range through fashion's giddy round; 
Give me the calm, domestic fire. 
Where peace and holy joys abound f 



RELIGION. 



Family Religion. 



142. 



Barton. 



Home. 



WHERE burns the fire-side brightest. 
Cheering the social breast ? 
Where beats the fond heart lightest. 

Its humble hopes possess'd 1 
Where is the hour of sadness 

With meek-eyed patience borne ? 
Worth more than those of gladness. 
Which mirth's gay cheeks adorn ! 
Pleasure is mark'd by fleetness. 

To those who ever roam ; 
While grief itself has sweetness. 

At home — sweet home ! 
2 
There blend the ties that strengthen 

Our hearts in hours of giief, — 
The silver links that lengthen 

Joy's visits, when most brief: 
Tliere, eyes, in all their splendor, 

Are vocal to the heart ; 
And glances, bright and tender. 

Fresh eloquence impart : 
Then, dost thou sigh for pleasure ? 

Oh ! do not widely roam ; 
But seek that hidden treasure 

At home — sweet home ! 
3 
Does pure Religion charm thee 
Far more than ought below ? 
Wouldst thou that she should arm thee 

Against the hour of woe % 
Her dwelling is not only 

In temples built for prayer ; 
For home itself is lonely. 

Unless her smiles be there : 
Wherever we may wander, 
'Tis all in vain we roam. 
If worshipless her altar 

At home — sweet home ! 

i^O. From Montgomery. 

Domestic Duties and Enjoyments. 

Gen. xviii. 19. 

ONWARD— heav'nward let us press, 
Through the path of duty ; 
Virtue is true happiness, — 
Excellence, true beauty. 



Minds are of celestial birth ; 
Let us make a heav'n on earth. 

2 

Sweetest bonds of friendship, here, 
Bind our hearts together ; 

Where our fire-side comforts cheer. 
In the wildest weather : 

Oh ! they wander wide, who roam, 

For the joys of life, from home ! 



Bonds of everlasting love 
Draw our souls in union. 

To our Father's house above. 
To the saints' communion : 

Thither may our hopes ascend ; 

There may all our labors end. 



144. 



8.S.7. 8.8.7. Knox. 
Family Harmony. 
Ps. cxxxiii. 

OH I sweet as vernal dews that fill 
The closing buds on Zion's hill. 
When ev'ning clouds draw thither,^ — 
So sweet, so heav'nly 'tis, to see 
The members of one family 
Live peacefully together. 

2 

The children, like the lily flow'rs, 

On which descend the suns and show'rs. 

Their hues of beauty blending ; — 
The parents, like the willow boughs. 
On which the lovely foliage grows. 

Their friendly shade extending. 

3 

But leaves the greenest will decay,— 
And flow'rs the brightest fade away. 

When autumn winds are sweeping ; 
And be the household e'er so fair. 
The hand of death will soon be there. 

And turn the scene to weeping. 



Yet leaves again will clothe the trees, 
And lilies ^vave beneath the breeze. 

When spring comes smiling hither ; 
And friends who parted at the tomb, 
May yet renew their loveliest bloom, 
\ And meet in heav'n together. 



RELIGION. 



Family Religion. 



145. 



C. M. 



Watts. 



The Danger of Inordinate Earthly 
Affections. 

Matt. X. 37. Luke xiv. 26. 

WHERE'ER my flutt'ring passions 
rove, 
I find a lurking snare : 
Tis dang'rous to indulge our love 
Beneath th' Eternal Fair. 
2 
Souls whom the tie of friendship binds. 

And partners of our blood. 
Seize a large portion of our minds. 
And leave the less for God. 
3 
Nature has soft, but pow'rful bands. 

And reason she controls ; 
While children'j with their little hands. 
Cling closely to our souls. 
4 
Thoughtless, they act th' old serpent's part : 

What tempting things they be f 
Lord, how they twine about the heart. 
And draw it off from thee ! 
5 
Our hasty wills rush blindly on. 

Where rising passion rolls ; 
And thus we make our fetters strong, 
And bind our captive souls. 
6 
Dear Saviour ! break these fetters off. 

And set our spirits free ; 
Thou in thyself art bliss enough, 
For we have all in thee. 



146. 



C. M. Mrs. C. B. Wilson. 

A Mother's Retrospect. 

LANGUAGE is weak, to paint the joy 
The youthful mother knows. 
When first she clasps her blooming boy, 
Or lulls him to repose. 
2 
What golden visions then v/ill fill 

That scheming world — her breast ; 
As o'er his cradle-bed she leans, 
To watch his rosy rest! 
3 
Long, smiling years, in bright array, 

Glide swiftly through her mind ; 
That all life's sunny hours display,— 
But leave its storms behind. 



But when pale sickness dims his eye. 
And veils that orb of light; 

Oh ! then she feels — acutely feels- 
Hope's chill and with'ring blight. 

5 
She sees, beneath the touch of pain, 

Each earth-born prospect flies ; 
And learns hope's visions to restrain, 

Or fix them in the skies. 



147. 



8.6. 8.6. 8.8. Mrs. C. B. Wilson. 



Parental Reflections, by the Death-bed 
of a Pious Youth. 



AND thou must die — my darling boy 
I see the fatal shade, 
That o'er thy blooming cheek of joy 

The hand of death has laid ; 
And soon th' appointed hour must come. 
To bear thy rahsom'd spirit home ! 

2 
I lov'd to gaze upon thy face, 

And mark thine open brow ; 
Where care as yet had stamp'd no trace 

To picture human woe ; 
Where all was peaceful, all was fair, — 
Like the calm smile that rested there ! 



Must I no more behold that smile, 

Nor feel thy hand entwine. 
In fond, endearing love, awhile. 

Its gentle clasp in mine ? 
Or see thine ardent spirit glow 
With joys that only youth can know ? 

4 

Ah ! I shall miss thee in my train, 
When spring's first flow'rets bloom ; 

When summer clothes the verdant plain, 
Or autumn breathes perfume ; 

And by the winter fire, will be 

An empty space, once fill'd by thee ! 

5 

But these are selfish thoughts — that wrong 

A Christian parent's love ; 
Vain thoughts, that suit the worldly throng. 

Who never look above [sphere. 

Earth's bounded scene — earth's narrow- 
But centre all their treasures here. 



RELIGION. 



Family Religion. 



Let me not mourn that thou wilt be 

A tenant of the sky ; — 
Escap'd from life's tumultuous sea. 

And frail mortality : 
When storms ai-ise, and tempests blow. 
No adverse gale thy bark shall know. 

7 
Let me rejoice to think, that thou 

Hast early join'd the blest; 
Before thy youthful heart could know 

Ought to disturb its rest; — 
Before earth's chilling storms had giv'n 
A blight to fruit prepar'd for heav'n. 



148. 



8.7. 8.7. 



Cecil. 



A Dying Child's Address to its Mother. 

CEASE here longer to detain me. 
Fondest mother, drown'd in woe : 
Now thy kind caresses pain me, — 
Mom advances — ^let me go ! 
2 
See yon orient streak appearing! 

Harbinger of endless day ; 
Hark ! a voice, the darkness cheering, 
Calls my new-born soul away ! 
3 
Lately launch'd, a trembling stranger. 

On the world's wide, boist'rous flood ; 
Pierc'd with son-ows, toss'd with danger. 
Gladly I return to God. 
4 
Now my cries shall cease to grieve thee, 

Now my trembling heai't shall rest ; 
Kinder arms than thine receive me, — 
Softer pillow than thy breast. 
5 
Weep not o'er these eyes that languish. 

Upward turning to their home ; 
They will soon forget all anguish, 
WTiile I wait to see thee come. 
6 
There, my mother, pleasures centre : 

Weeping, parting, care, or woe. 
Ne'er our Fathei-'s house shall enter — 
Morn advances 1— let me go ! 
7 
Through this calm, this holy dawning, 

Softly glides my parting breath. 
To an everlasting morning : — 
Gently close my eyes in death. 



Though to leave thee sorrowing, grieve me. 

Yet again the voice I hear ! — 
See ! the op'ning heav'ns receive me ! 

Rise— and seek to meet me there ! 



149 • T.C.M. AlabicA.Watts. 

Address to a Parent, on the Death 
of a Child. 



LOOK up, look up, and weep not so — 
Thy darling is not dead ; 
His sinless soul has enter'd now 

Yon sky's empurpled bed : 
His spirit drinks new life and light, 

'Mid bow'rs of endless bloom ; 
It is but perishable stuff 

That moulders in the tomb : 
Then hush, oh ! hush the swelling sigh. 

And dry the falling tear ! 
Look upward, to the bliss of heav'n. 

And joy that he is there. 



Already he has gain'd the goal, 

And tasted of the bliss, — 
The peace that God's eternal love 

Prepares for souls like his : 
He hovers round the throne of thrones 

On light and airj- wings ; 
Attending with unmingled joy 

Upon the King of kings ! 
Then calm thy sorrow-stricken heart, 

And smile away despair : 
Think of the home thy child has won. 

And joy that he is there ! 



When summer ev'ning's golden hues 

Are burning in the sky ; 
And odorous gales, from balmy bow'rs, 

Are breathing softly by ; — 
When earth is bright with simset-beams. 

And flow'rs are blushing near ; 
And grief, all chasten'd and subdued. 

Is gath'ring to a tear ; — 
How sweet 'twill be, at such an hour. 

And 'mid a scene so fair, 
To lift thy tearful eyes to heav'n, 

And think that he is there ! 



RELIGION. 



Family Religion. 



150. 



Job 



10s. 

The Resignation. 
. 21. Ps. Ixxiii. 25 



ROWE. 



>r|1IS done ! the darling idol I resign, 

JL Unfit to share a heart so justly thine : 
I see the hand — I worship and adore ; 
And justify the great Disposing Pow'r. 

2 
Whate'er the restless mind of man desires, 
Whate'er an angel's loftier thought admires, — 
In thee 'tis found in its sublimest height. 
Thou First Great Spring of beauty and delight .' 

3 
Ye gay varieties of earth, adieu ! 
H6wever soft and pleasing to the view: 
Ye sparliling skies ! your blandishments are vain 
Nor can created good my soul detain. 

4 
Oh ! come, ye sacred gusts, ye pure delights. 
Ye heav'uly sounds, ye intellectual sights. 
Ye gales of Paradise that lull to rest. 
And fill with silent calm my peaceful breast. 

5 
'Tis done at last — with ev'ry joy I part, — 
To live to thee, to give thee all my heart : 
It triumphs in the change — it fixes here, 
Nor needs another separation fear. 

6 
No scenes to come, no change of time or place. 
Shall e'er thine image from my soul effaces ; 
Nor all the pow'rs below, nor pow'rs above, 
Nor life, nor death, shall part me from thy love, 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



Sources of Suffering and Sorrow. 



iOl. 8.7. 8.7. D. COLLYER. 

The Froun of Jesus. 
Ps. XXX. 7. 

W HEN the wintry storm, o'ershading, 
Veils the brightness of the sky ; 
Nature's beauteous tlow'rets, fading, 

Hang their drooping heads and die ; — 
So my choicest comforts languish. 

Like a lily overblown ; 
And my heart is fill'd with anguish. 
When I see my Saviour frown. 
F 



Nipping frosts, the wave congealing. 

Bind the gently-flowing stream. 
Where, across the meadow stealing, 

Lately fled the sultry beam : 
But the stream of life more slowly 

Creeps along, with lingering pace, 
If the frown of Jesus wholly 

Hide the beauties of his face, 
3 
Oft, in summer, pealing thunder 

Threatens, as it gathers near ; 
Lightnings cleave the cloud asunder. 

Filling guilty man with fear : 
But no sky by tempests shrouded, 

Half so desolate can be, 
As this dreary bosom clouded, 

Jesus ! by a frown from thee. 



<300D AND EVIL. 



Sources of Suffering and Sorrow. 



Sad is death to shrinking nature ; 

Sad, the last, the parting sigh ; 
Sad, the pale, distorted feature ; 

Sad, the slowly-closing eye : 

x02, 8. 9. 11. S. 



Summer's storms, and winter's horrors, 
Death's sad tear, and long-drawn groan. 

All are bitter — but more sorrows, 
Jesus ! gather in thy frown. 

Cunningham. 



Backsliding. 
Matt. xxiv. 12. Rev. ii. 4, 5. 

IS this the same heart which I knew. 
So awake to the tidings from heav'n I 
The branch of the morn, which so loftily grew. 
Has shed its fair blossoms at ev'n ! 



O Lord ! when I'm tempted to rove, — 
When I'm tempted thy name to disown ; 
Around my frail heart throw the cord of thy love. 
And fix me, and make me thine own. 



^O'J' L. M. Mrs. C. B. Wilson. 

Despondency. 
Job vi. 11. xiii. 26—28. xvii. 15. 

NO idle passiott fills my breast. 
The phantom of youth's thoughtless 
day; 
The grief that robs my soul of rest, 
No time — no art can steal away ! 

2 
It haunts me through each varied scene. 
It shades the present and the past : 
Light griefs may fade ; but fresh and green 
My sorrow all through life will last ! 

3 
It is a deep and silent wound. 
That knows no rest, — that finds no cure ; 
Like streams that wander underground. 
Unseen it flows, and must endure ! 

4 
Talk not to hearts like mine, of peace, 
Nor say that joy will soon return : 
Who can bid Memory's scorpions cease. 
Or heal the hopeless wound I mourn ? 

5 
Memory — sad memory — still will bloom 
On soils whence other plants have flown ; 
As cypress blossoms on the tomb, 
In mournful majesty, alone ! 



Yes, — now, life's fairest scenes must be 
A weary waste of tedious hours ; 
A gloomy, cheerless blank to me, 
Where thorns usurp the place of flow'rs ! 

7 

The past, — it now might almost seem 
The phantom of a feverish brain, — 
But that, to prove 'twas not a dream, 
Its image and my griefs remain ! 

S 
The future, — 'tis a cheerless gloom. 
That has no i-ay of hope for me, — . 
Save what is veil'd beyond the tomb. 
And shrouded in eternity ! 



154. 



3.7. 



Byron. 



The Venom of Sin. 



Ps. Iviii. 4. 



Prov. xviii. 32. 



THE serpent of the field, by art 
Is tam'd, and won from harming ; 
But that which coils around the heart — 
Oh ! who hath pow'r of charming ? 

2 

It will not list to wisdom's lore, 
Nor music's voice can lure it ; 

But there it stings, for evermore. 
The soul that must endure it I 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



False and Tme Sources of Blessedness. 



JlOD* C. M. S, Stennett. 
Who will show lis any good ? 
Ps. iv. 6. Eccl. vi. 11, 12. 

IN vain the giddy' world inquires. 
Forgetful of their God, 
" Who will supply our vast desires. 
Or show us any good 1 " 
2 
Through the wide circuit of the earth 

Their eager wishes rove, 
In chase of honor, wealth, and mirth, 
The phantoms of their love. 
3 
Bat oft these shadowy joys elude 

Their most intense pursuit ; 
Or, if they seize the fancied good. 
There's poison in the fruif. 
4 
Lord, from this world withdraw my love ; 

Set my affections right ; 
Bid me aspire to joys above. 
And walk no more by sight. 



156. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



The Pleasures of the World transitory 
and unsatisfying. 

Job XXX. 15. 

IN vain the world's alluring charms 
Our fond pursuits invite ; 
Pleasure still mocks th' extended arms,— 
False shadow of delight I 
2 
Unsatisfied and tired, at last 

We must resign our breath, 
Life's empty cares and follies past, 
And ev'ning close in death. 
3 
Thus children, weary of their play. 

With fretfulness oppress'd. 
Throw all their little toys away, 
And gently sink to rest. 
4 
Happy the mind by heav'n inspired 

To scorn earth's empty toys ; 
And, with divine ambition fired. 
Pursue sublimer joys. 
5 
Then, when the cares of life are o'er, 

The parting soul shall rise ; 
And scenes of happiness explore, 
Immortal, in the skies. 



C. M. Gospel Mag. 



157. 



The Insufficiency of all created Good 
to satisfy the Soul. 



), 7. 



Eccl. vi. 11, 12. 



HIGH-BORN, immortal is the soul ! 
Not the creation yields 
An equal, a sufficient bliss, 
In all its ample fields. 
2 
Let honor deck the brow with crowns. 

Or gild it with her rays ; 
Unsatisfied the mind remains. 
And sighs amid the blaze. 
3 
Let gold, in mountains of Peru, 

Or India's wealth, be ours ; 
Our souls in wretchedness would groan. 
And starve amid their stores. 
4 
Father of spirits ! in thy love 

Spirits alone are blest; 
Thy presence makes eternal day. 
And gives eternal rest. 

lob. 6.7. C.7. Barton. 

All is vanity. 

Eccl, i. 2. 14. xii. 8, 

OH ! what can be more frail. 
Than all this world can grant us i 
Why should its pow'r avail 
So often to enchant us ? 
2 
In vain the chase, when won, 
Declares our hopes defeated ; 

Lured by fresh objects on. 
We cherish what has cheated ! 
3 
If rapture's brightest hour 
Be sooi> by sorrow shaded ; 
If pleasure's fairest flow'r 
Scarce bloom before 'tis faded; — 
4 
If wealth, with all its toys, 
Shrink at death's stern ordeal ; 

If Fancy's boasted joys, 
Be, like herself, unreal ; — 
5 
What can this world bestow. 
That should enchain us to it ; 

Or compensate the woe 
All feel, who journey through it? 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



False and True Sources of Blessedness. 



I59. S.9. 8.9. Knox. 

All is vanity. 
Eccl. i. 2. 14. xii. 8. Ps. xvi. 11. 

>nniS vain, with eager heart to grasp 
JL At earthly joy, or earthly treasure ; 
For time shall still thy hand unclasp, 
And dash away thy cup of pleasure. 
2 
Honor is vain — the voice of fame 
Is changeful as the changeful breezes ; 
Now, fans thy glowing heart to flame. 
And now, thy stream of comfort freezes. 
3 
And wealth is vain — the ev'ning gale 
Oft strips the bough that bloom'd at 
morning ; 
As quickly may thy riches fail, 
With all the pomp of wealth's adorning. 
4 
And love is vain — ^for she, so fair. 
So full of joy, so free from sorrow. 

So fond, so sweet — thy bliss, thy care — 
May leave thee for the grave, to-morrow. 
5 
Yet, while, through each deceitful dreamj 
Time bears thee, like a rapid river. 

Religion's beauteous prospects beam 
With pleasures that endure for ever. 



160. 



S. 6. 8.8. 8. 



From the German, by Bowring. 

All is vanity. 
Ecci. i. 2. Job siv. 2. Prov. xxxi. 30. 

OH, how cheating .' oh, how fleeting 
Is our earthly being ! 
'Tis a mist in wintry weather, 
Gather'd in an hour together. 
And as soon dispers'd for ever. 

2 
Oh, how cheating ! oh, how fleeting 

Are the world's enjoyments ! 
All the hues of change they borrow, 
P.right to-day, and dark to-morrow— 
Ever mingling joy and sorrow.' 



Oh, how cheating ! oh, how fleeting 

Is all earthly beauty [ 
Like a summer's flow'ret flov/ing, 
Scatter'd by the breezes blowing 
O'er the bed on which 'twas growing. 



Oh,»how cheating ! oh, how fleeting 

Ev'ry thing that's earthly ! 
All below is fading — flying — 
Man is mortal — earth is dying : 
Christian ! live, on Heav'n relying. 



161. 



L. M. Mrs. C. B. Wilson. 



When I looked for good, then evil came 
unto me : and ivhen I waited for light, 
there came darkness. 

Job XXX. 26. svii. 12. 
Eccl. xi. 8, 



THERE is an hour that all must feel, 
A pang that ev'ry heart must know, — 
A wound all study to conceal. 
That thro' life's lingering years must flow. 



'Tis when the magic veil's remov'd; 
And, gazing round with startled eye. 
We see the world, once so much lov*d. 
Appear in stern reality : — 



Stript of the dazzling hues that youth, 
Love, fancy, hope, had o'er it thrown : 
And, by the clear, cold light of truth. 
In all its real mis'ry shown ! 



When ev'ry joy young bosoms prize. 
Tint after tint dissolves away ; 
As sun-beams in the western skies, 
That vanish with departing day ; — 



Then falls a blight upon the heart, 
When thus it finds its hopes were vain : 
Like the crush'd flow'r — no time, no art 
Can ever make it bloom again • 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



False and True Sources of Blessedness. 



162. 



T. Moore. 



in laughter the heart is sorrowful ; and the end of that mirth 
is heaviness. 

Prov. xiv. 13. Esth. v. 13. 

AS a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow. 
While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below; 
So the cheek may be ting'd with a warm, sunny smile, 
Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while. 



163, 



One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws 
Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes ; 
To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, 
For which joy has no balm, and affliction no sting! — 

3 
Oh ! this thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay. 
Like a dead, leafless branch, in the summer's bright ray : 
The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain, — 
It may smile in his light, but it blooms not again ! 



8.6. 8,8. 



T, Moore. 



Every thing Earthly transitory and 
delusive. 

I Cor. vii. 31. 1 Pet. i. 24. 1 John ii. U. 

THIS world is all a fleeting show, 
A vain illusion giv'n ; 
The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, 
Deceitful shine, deceitful flow — 
There's nothing true but heav'n ! 
2 
Poor wand'rers of a stormy day. 

From wave to wave we *re driv'n ; 

And fancy's flash, and reason's ray. 

Serve but to light the troubled way — 

There's nothing calm but heav'n! 

3 

And false the light on glory's plume. 

As fading hues of ev'n ; 
And love, and hope, and beauty's bloom. 
Are blossoms gather'd for the tomb — 
There's nothing bright but heav'n I 



164. 



8.6. 8.8.6. Anonymous. 
Heavenly Joys on Earth. 
Rom. xiv. 17. 

OH ! say no more. There's nought but 
heav'n 
That's calm, aa^ bright, and true ; 
F2 



Say not our oidy portion's care, — 
That man is ever doom'd to wear 

The cypress wreath of woe. 
2 
Are there not pleasures of the soul 

To feeble mortals giv'n 1 
Feelings so pregnant v,ith delight, — 
A joy so pure, so calm, so bright, 

So near allied to heav'n — 
3 
That the rapt spirit has forgot 

Its tenement of clay ; 
And fondly wish'd its conflict o'er, 
To gain the tranquil, happy shore 

Of never-ending day? 
4 
Oh ! say no more. There's nothing true 

But the bright scenes of heav'n : 
There's truth in mercy's cheering page ; 
Directing youth, consoling age. 

Declaring sin forgiv'n. 
5 
Oh ! say no more, There's nought but heav'n 

That's calm, or true, or bright : 
Bright are the beams the Saviour sheds, — 
The radiance that the gospel spreads, 

Amid this realm of night. 
6 
Though loud the blast, though dark the day, 

We oft have peace at ev'n : 
And if we here have such delight, 
A bliss so sacred, and so bright, 

How calm— bow bright is heav'n ! 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



False and True Sources of Blessedness. 



165. 



BOWRING. 



Lord, to ivhom shall we go ? thou hast the 
words of eternal life. 

John vi. 63. 

WHITHER— whither shall we gol 
Lord, the word of life is thiue ! 
Nothing of our way we know, 
If thy light refuse to shine : 
We are wand'rers lost and lone, 
If thy hand refuse to guide ; 
Toiling on our path, forlorn, • 
Up life's dreary mountain's side. 

2 
But, with thee to lead us on — 
Light above, and peace below — 
We no longer lost and lone 
Up life's dreary mountain go: — 
Verdure decks the springing ground. 
Nature smiles in joy and love : 
Sweetest pleasures here abound — 
Heav'n and glory wait above ! 



166, 



L. M. 



Steele. 



Lord, to whom shall tee go / thou hast the 
words of eternal life. 

John vi. 68. 

THOU only Sov'reign of my heart, 
My Refuge, my Almighty Friend, — 
And can my soul from thee depart, 
On whom alone my hopes depend 1 

2 
Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, 
A wretched wand'rer from my Lord 1 
Can this dark world of sin and woe 
One glimpse of happiness afford ? 

3 
Eternal life thy words impart ; 
On these my fainting spirit lives : 
Here, sweeter comforts cheer my heart 
Than all the round of nature gives. 

4 
Let earth's alluring joys combine. 
While thou art near in vain they call; 
One smile, one blissful smile of thine, 
My dearest Lord ! outweighs them all. 

5 
Thy name my inmost pow'rs adore ; 
Thou art my life, my joy, my care : 
Depart from thee? — 'tis death, — 'tis more 
'Tis endless ruin — deep despair ! 



6 
Low at thy feet my soul would lie ; 
Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; 
Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
For life — eternal life is thine. 



167 



C. M. 



Steele. 



Refuge and Strength in the Mercy of 

God. 

Ps. ix. 9. xxxvii. 39, 40. xlvi. 1. 

Nah. i. 7. 

DEAR Father, to thy mercy-seat 
My soul for shelter flies : 
'Tis here I find a safe retreat 
When storms and tempests rise. 
2 
'Tis here my faith resolves to dwell ; 

Nor shall I be afraid 
Of all the pow'rs of earth or hell, 
If thou vouchsafe thine aid. 
3 
My cheerful hope can never die. 

If thou, my God, art near ; 
Thy grace can raise my comforts high. 
And banish ev'ry fear. 
4 
My great Protector, and my Lord, 

Thy constant aid impart ; 
Oh ! let thy kind, thy gracious word 
Sustain ray trembling heart. 
5 
Oh ! never let my soul remove 

From this divine retreat ; 
Still let me trust thy pow'r and love, 
And dwell beneath thy feet. 



168, 



CM. Steele. 

God the only Refuge of the troubled Mind. 
Ps. ix. 9. xxvii. 8. 1. 15. 

DEAR Refuge of my weary soul, 
On thee, when sorrows rise, — 
On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
My fainting hope relies. 
2 
While hope revives, tho' press'd with fears. 

And I can say, " My God ; " 
Beneath thy feet I spread my cares. 
And pour my woes abroad. 
3 
To thee I tell each rising grief. 

For thou alone canst heal ; 
Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
For ev'ry pain I feel. 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



False and True Sources of Blessedness. 



But oh ! -when gloomy doubts prevail, 

I fear to call thee mine ; 
The springs of comfort seem to fail, 

And all my hopes decline. 
5 
Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee 1 

Thou art my only trust ; 
And still my soul would cleave to thee. 

Though prostrate in the dust. 
6 
Hast thou not hid me seek thy face ? 

And shall I seek in vainl 
And can the ear of sov'reign grace 

Be deaf when I complain? 
7 
No — still the ear of sov'reign grace 

Attends the mourner's prayer : 
Oh, may I ever find access 

To breathe my sorrows there ! 
S 
Thy mercy-seat is open still ; 

Here let my soul retreat; 
With humble hope attend thy will, 

And wait beneath thy feet. 

l09' CM. T.Moore. 
God the God of all Comfort. 



Then, sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright 
With more than rapture's ray ; 

As darkness shows us worlds of light 
We never saw by day. 



2 Cor. i. 3, 4. 
Is. li. 12. 



Ps. ix. 9. xxvii. 10. 
2 Thes. ii. 16, 17. 



OTHOU who driest the mourner's tear. 
How dark this world would be, 
If, when deceiv'd and wounded here. 
We could not fly to thee ! 
2 
The friends who in our sunshine live. 

When winter comes are flown ; 
And he who has but tears to give. 
Must weep those tears alone. 
3 
Bat thou wilt heal the wounded heart; 

Which, like the plants that throw 
Tlieir fragrance from the wounded part. 
Breathes sweetness out of woe. 
4 
Wlien joy no longer soothes or cheers, 

And ev'n the hope that threw 
A moment's sparkle o'er our tears 
Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! — 
5 
Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom. 

Did not thy wing of love 
Come brightly wafting through the gloom. 
One peace-branch from above ! 



170. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



God an unfailing Source of Consolation 
amid Scenes of the deepest Distre6s. 

Hab. iii. 17, 18. 

SHOULD famine o'er the mourning field 
Extend its desolating reign ; 
Nor Spring her blooming beauties yield. 
Nor Autumn swell the golden grain : — 

2 
Should lowing herds, and bleating sheep, 
Around their famish'd shepherd die ; 
And hope itself despairing weep, 
While life deplores its last supply : — 

3 
Amid the dark, the dismal scene, 
If I can say, "The Lord is mine ;" 
The joy shall triumph o'er the pain. 
And glory dawn, though life decline. 

4 
Thy presence. Lord, can cheer my heart. 
Though ev'ry earthly comfort die; 
Thy smile can bid my pains depart. 
And raise my sacred pleasures high. 

5 
Oh ! let me hear thy blissful voice, 
Inspiring life and joys divine : 
The barren desart shall rejoice — 
'Tis Paradise if thou art mine .' 

1-1 i-' 8.7. 8.7. Montgomery. 
The Joy of Grief. 

SWEET the hour of tribulation. 
When the heart can freely sigh ; 
And the tear of resignation 
Twinkles in the mournful eye. 
2 
Have you felt a kind emotion 

Tremble through your troubled breast, — 
Soft as ev'ning o'er the oj:ean. 
When she charms the waves to rest? 
3 
Have you lost a friend — a brother? 
Heard a father's parting breath ? 
Gazed upon a lifeless mother 
Till she seem'd to wake from death % — 



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False and True Sources of Blessedness. 



O'er the yielding brow of sadness, 

One faint smile of comfort stole ; 
One soft pang of tender gladness 

Exquisitely thrill'd your soul. 
5 
While the wounds of woe are healing, 

While the heart is all resigned, 
'Tis the solemn feast of feeling, 

'Tis the sabbath of the mind. 
6 
Pensive memory then retraces 

Scenes of bliss for ever fled ; 
Lives in former times and places; 

Holds communion with the dead. 
7 
You have seen a friend — a brother ; 

Heard a dear dead father speak ; 
Prov'd the fondness of a mother ; 

Felt her tears upon your cheek ! 
8 
Then, to heav'n your wishes bending,^ 

Rose in extacy sublime ; 
Thither all your hopes ascending, 

Triumph'd over death and time. 



172, 



Barton. 



Affliction yields the peaceable Fruits of 
Righteousness. 

Heb. xii. 11. 

THE peaceful fruits of righteousness, 
A prize beyond expression ! 
Have far more pow'r the heart to bless 
Than earth's most proud possession. 
2 
What though, amid life's lovely bloom, 

Our path be darkly shaded 
By soiTOw's clouds, beneath whose gloom 
Some brighter tints have faded : — 
3 
Still may we trust in Him whose love 

Can turn each pain to pleasure ; 
Then ev'n the darkest clouds shall prove 
Replete with richest treasure. 
4 
The rose, which in the sun's bright rays 
Might soon have droop'd and perish'<l. 
With grateful scent the show'r repays, 
By which its life i« cherish'd. 
5 
And thus have ev'n the young in years 
Found flow'rs within — that flourish, 
And yield that fragrance, fed by tears, 
•Toy's sunshine could not nourish. 



173. 



C. M. Addison. 

Safety in God. 
Ps. cvii. 4—8. 23—31. 

HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, 
How sure is their defence ! 
Eternal Wisdom is their guide. 
Their help. Omnipotence. 
2 
In foreign realms, and lands remote, 

Supported by thy care. 
Through burning climes they pass unhurt, 
And breathe in tainted air. 
3 
Thy mercy sweetens ev'ry soil. 

Makes ev'ry region please ; 
The hoary, frozen hills it warms. 
And smooths the boist'xous seas. 
4 
When, by the dreadful tempest, borne 

High on the bioken wave. 
They know thou art not slow to hear. 
Nor impotent to save." 
5 
The storm is laid, the winds retire. 

Obedient to thy will ; 
The sea that roars at thy command. 
At thy command is still. 
6 
In 'midst of dangers, fears, and deaths. 

Thy goodness we'll adore ; 
And praise thee for thy mercies past. 
And humbly hope for more. 



174. 



L. M. 



Raffles. 



Broken Cisterns, and the Fountain of 
Living Water. 

Jer. ii. 13. xvii. 13. John iv. 14. 

THIS world, that we so highly prize, 
And seek so eagerly its smile — 
What is it?— vanity and lies— 
A broken cistern all the while. 

Pleasure — with her delightful song, 
That charms, th' unwary to beguile — 
What is it 1 — the deceiver's tongue — 
A broken cistern all the while. 

3 
And earthly friendships, fair and gay. 
That promise much, with artful wile — 
What are they 1— only treachery — j , 
A broken cistern all the while. 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



False and True Sources of Blessedness. 



Riches, that so absorb the mind 
In anxious care, and ceaseless toil — 
What are they ? — faithless an the wind- 
A broken cistern all the while. 

5 
Yes — ail are broken cisterns. Lord ! 
To those that wander far from thee : 
The living stream is in thy word. 
Thou Fou^T of Immortality! 



175. 



CM. 



Steele. 



False and True Pleasure. 

HOW vain a thought is bliss below ! 
'Tis all an airy dream : 
How empty are th-e joys that flow 
On pleasure's smiling stream ! 
2 
Transparent now, and all serene. 

The gentle current flows; 
While fancy paints the flatt'ring scene, 
How fair the landscape shows ! 
3 
But soon its transient charms decay. 

When ruffling tempests blow ; 
The soft delusions fleet away. 
And pleasure ends in woe. 
4 
O let my nobler wishes soar 

Beyond these seats of night ; 
In heav'n substantial bliss explore, 
And permanent delight ! 
5 
There, pleasure flows for ever clear ; 

And, rising to the view. 
Such dazzling scenes of joy appeaf' 
As fancy never drew. 
6 
No fleeting landscape cheats the gaze, 

Nor airy form beguiles : 

But everlasting bliss displays 

Her undissembled smiles. 

7 

Adieu to all below the skies ! 

Celestial guardian, come ! 
On Faith's bright wing my soul would rist 
To her eternal home. 



176. 



8.7. 8.7. Mrs. C.B.Wilson. 



Transient and Lasting Happiness, 

^ELL me, wand'rer! wildly roving 
From the path that leads to peace, 



Pleasure's false enchantments loving, — 

When will thy delusion cease? 
2 
Once, like thee, by joys surrounded, 

I, too, knelt at pleasure's shrine ; 
Once, too, all my hopes were founded 

In delights as false as thine ! 
3 
Then, — the moments flew unheeded 

As the wave that rolls along ; 
Soon as one bright hope succeeded, 

Came another smiling on ! 
4 
But those cloudless hours that blest me, 

Vanish'd as a dream when o'er ; 
And the world that once caress'd me, 

Charm'd me with its smiles no more. 
5 
" Such is pleasure's transient story ! — 

Lasting happiness is known 
Only in the path to glory — 

In the Saviour's love alone." 

177- L. M. E. 

God the Source of all Good. 
Jam. i. 17. Rom. xi. 36. 1 Tim, vL 17. 

FATHER of Lights ! thou Great Su- 
preme ! 
Our spirits live beneath thy beam: 
Whate'er is great, or good, or fair, 
Buds at thy feet, and blossoms there. 

2 
On all life's changing seasons shine ; 
In winter let thy light be mine : 
Though storms arise, and tempests blow, 
Thy smiles can gild each scene of woe. 

J-|0. L. M. BOWRING. 

In thy light shall we ses light. 
Ps. xxxvi. 9. 

LORD, where thy radiant beams are 
shed, 
Tiie stars are brighter o'er our head ; 
And brighter is the sunny glow. 
O'er all above — around — below. 

2 
And ev'ry stream more gently flows ; 
And ev'ry breeze more softly blows ; 
And ev'ry flow'r more freshly smells ; 
And ev'ry note more sweetly swells. 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



False and Trite Sources of Blessedness. 



Ev'n darkness has a cheering smile. 
Each heart-felt sorrow to beguile : 
Visions of Eden round us play, 
And darkness kindles into day. 



179. 



CM. Steele. 

The Chief Good. 

Ps.iv.6,7. Eccl. vi. 11, 12. Ps.xvi.ll. 
XXX. 5. Ixiii. 3. Is. Iv. 2. 

IN vain the erring world inquires 
For some substantial good ; 
While earth confines their low desires. 
They live on airy food. 
2 
Illusive dreams of happiness 

Their eager thoughts employ ; 
They wake, convinc'd their boasted bliss 
Was visionary joy. 
3 
Begone, ye gilded vanities ! 

I seek some solid good : 
To real bliss my wishes rise — 
The favor of my God. 
4 
Immortal joy thy smiles impart, 

Heav'n dawns in ev'ry ray ; 
One glimpse of thee will cheer my heart. 
And turn my night to day. 
5 
Not all the good which earth bestows 

Can fill the craving mind ; 
Its highest joys have mingled woes. 
And leave a sting behind. 
6 
Should boundless wealth increase my store; 

Can wealth my cares beguile 1 
I should be wretched still, and poor. 
Without thy blissful smile. 
7 
Grant, gracious God, this one request : — 

Oh ! be thy love alone 
My ample portion — here I rest. 
For heav'n is in the boon. 

180. CM. Steele. 

True Happiness in God alone. 



In vain I trace creation o'er 
In search of solid rest ; 

The whole creation is too poor — 
Too mean to make me blest. 



Let earth and all her charms depart, 

Unworthy of the mind ; 
In God alone this restless heart 

An equal bliss can find. 
4 
Thy favor. Lord, is all I want ; 

Here would my spirit rest : 
Oh ! seal the rich, the boundless grant, 

And make me fully blest. 



Ps. xvi. 11. XXX. 5. 



Ixiii. 



WHEN fancy spreads her boldest 
wings, 
And wanders, unconfin'd. 
Amid the boundless scene of things 
Which entertain the mind ; — 



181. 



L. M. 



Stbele. 



True Happiness in God alone. 
Ps. xvi. 11. xxs. 5. Ixiii. 3. 

HOW barren of sincere delight 
Are all the fairest scenes below I 
Though beauteous colors charm the sight, 
They only varnish real woe. 

2 
Were I to mount the flying wind, 
And search the wide creation round, — 
There's nothing here to suit the mind ; 
No solid happiness is found. 

3 
Oh ! could my weary spirit rise. 
And, panting with intense desire. 
Reach the bright mansions in the skies. 
And mingle with the blissful choir ; — 

4 
How should I look with pitying eye, 
On earth's low scenes of gloomy care ; 
And wonder how my soul could lie 
Wrapp'd up in shades and darkness there ! 

5 
Say, happy natives of the sky, 
What is it makes your heav'n above ? 
You dwell beneath your Father's eye. 
And feast for ever on his love. 

6 
My God ! thy presence can impart 
A glimpse of heav'n to earth and night ; 
Oh ! smile, and bless my mournful heart. 
Sweet foretaste of sincere delight ! 

7 
So shall my soul contented stay, 
Till my Redeemer call me home : 
And then with holy transport say, 
" Come, Omy Lord— my Saviour, come!" 



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False and True Sources of Blessedness. 



iO^. L. M. COWPER'S GUION. 

Happiness in God every where. 

TO me remains nor place nor time ; 
My country is in ev'ry clime ; 
I can be calm and free from care 
Oh ev'ry shore, since God is there. 

2 
At home, abroad, what sweets they prove 
Whose souls are fired with sacred love ! 
In heav'n, in earth, or on the sea, — 
AVhere'er they dwell, they dwell with thee. 

3 
While place we seek, or place we shun. 
The soul finds happiness in none; 
But if thy smiles attend our way, 
'Tis equal joy to go or stay. 

4 
Could I be cast where thou art not, 
That were indeed a dreadful lot ; 
But regions none remote I call. 
Secure of finding God in all, 

3 
Oh ! then, to his embrace repair. 
My soul — thou art no stranger there ! 
There, love divine shall be thy guard, 
And peace and safety thy reward. 



183. 



Edmeston. 



An ever-present God the Christianas 
Happiness. 

Ps. xlvi. 7. Jer. xxiii. 23, 24. 

GOD is here — how sweet the sound ! 
Alt I feel, and all I sec- 
Nature teems — 'above — around, 
With the present Deity. 

2 
Is tliere dau;;er ? Void of fear. 
Though the death-wing'd arrows fly, 
I can answer, — God is here : 
J am safe beneath his eye ! 

3 
When I pray, he hears my praj'r; 
When I weep, he sees my grief ; 
If I wander, he is there. 
Ready to afford relief. 

4 
Could I for a moment deem 
God i3 not in all I see. 
Oh! how dreadful were the dream 
Of a world devoid of thee ! 



But, since thou art ever near. 
Ruling all that falls to me, 
I can smile at pain or care. 
Since it comes in love from thee. 



184. 



7s. 



TOPLADY. 



True Happiness in Jesus Christ alone. 
Phil. i. 21. 

HAPPINESS, thou lovely name, 
Where's thy seat 1 Oh ! tell me 
where ! 
Learning, pleasure, wealth, and fame. 
All exclaim, " It is not here." 
Not the wisdom of the wise 
Can inform me where it lies ; 
Not the grandeur of the great 
Can the bliss I seek create. 

2 
Object of my first desire, 
Jesus ! crucified for me, — 
All to happiness aspire. 
Only to be found in thee : 
Thee to praise, and thee to know, 
Constitute our bliss below ; 
Thee to see, and thee eo love, 
Constitute our bliss above. 

3 
While I feel thy love to me, ' 
Ev'ry object teems with joy: 
Here, oh ! may I live to thee, 
Then to thee, dear Saviour, die ! 
Let me but thyself possess, 
Total sum of happiness. 
Real bliss I then shall prove, — 
Heav'n below, and heav'n above. 



185. 



8.7. 8,7. D. COLLYEK. 



The Smile of Jesus. 



LOVELY is the face of nature, 
Deck'd with spring's unfolding 
flow' r 3 ; 
While the sun shows ev'ry feature, 

Smiling through descending show'rs : 
Birds, with songs the time beguiling, 

Chaunt their little notes with glee— 
But to see a Saviour smiling 
Is more soft, more sweet to me. 



GOOD AND EVIL. 



False and True Sources of Blessedness. 



Morn, her melting tints displaying, 

Ere the sluggard is awake ; 
Ev'ning zephjrs gently straying 

O'er the surface of the lake ; 
Melting hues, and Avhisp'ring breezes, 

All have pow'rful charms for me — 
But no earthly beauty pleases 

When, my Lord ! compar'd Avith thee. 
3 
Soft and sweet are show'rs, descending 

On the parch'd, expecting ground ; 
Fragi-ance to the meadows lending. 

As their drops distil around : 



These, with ev'ry earthly blessiJig, 
Loudly for thanksgiving call ; 

But, one smile of thine possessing, 
Jesus ! far exceeds them all. 



Sweet is sleep to weary nature — 

Sweet to labor is repose : 
Sweet is life to ev'ry creature — 

Sweet the balm that hope bestows: 
But, though spring, and ev'ning's breezes. 

Sleep, and hope, and life, to me 
All are pleasant — nothing pleases, 

Jesus ! like a smile from thee. " 



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186. CM. Steele. 

Jesus the King of Saints. 



Matt. xsi. 5. 



John i. 49. 



COME, ye that love the Saviour's name. 
And joy to make it known ; 
The sov'reign of your hearts proclaim. 
And bow before his throne. 
2 
Behold yom- King, your Saviour, crown'd 

With glories all divine ; 
And tell tlie wond'ring nations round. 
How bright those glories shine, 
3 
While majesty's effulgent blaze 

Surrounds his sacred brow ; 
Ev'n angels tremble, as they gaze, 
And, veil'd, adoring bow, 
4 
But love attempers ev'ry ray,— ^, 

Love, how divinely sweet .' 
That stoops to view the sons of clay, 
And calls them to his feet ! 
5 
Intinite pow'r, and boundless grace, 

In him unite their rays : 
You that have e'er beheld his face, 
Can you forbear his praise ? 
6 
When in his earthly courts we view 

The glories of our King, 
We long to love as angels do. 
And wish like them to sing. 



And shall we long and wish in vain ? 

Lord, teach our songs to rise ! 
Thy love can animate the strain. 

And bid it reach the skies. 
S 
Oh, happy period ! glorious day ! 

When heav'n and earth shall raise, 
With all their pow'rs, the raptur'd lay 

To celebrate thy praise. 



187. 



8.7. 8.7. 



Kelly. 



And he hath on his vesture and on his 
thigh, a name uritten, King of kings 
AND Lord of lords! 

Rev.xix. 10. Phil. ii. 10, 11. 1 Tim. vi. 15. 
Rev. xvii. 14. 

LOOK ! ye saints, — the sight is glorious ; 
See " the man of sorrows" now ; 
From the fight return'd victorious, 
Ev'ry knee to him shall bo\^- : 

Crov>-n him ! crown him ! 
Crowns become the victoi-'s brow. 



Hark ! those bursts of acclamation- 
Hark ! those loud triumphant chords- 
Jesus takes the highest station : 
Oh, what joy the sight affords J 
Crown him ! crown him ! 
King of kings, and Lord of lords I 



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188. 



CM. 



Shrobsole. 



He is Lord of all. 
Acts X. 36. Phil. ii. 10, 11. 

ALL hail the great Tmmanuel's name 
Let angels prostrate fall : 
Bring forth the royal diadem. 
And crown him Lord of all. 
2 
Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 

Who from his altar call ; 
Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod, 
And crown him Lord of all. 
3 
Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

A remnant weak and small. 
Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
And crown him Lord of all. 
4 
Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 
The wprrawood and the gall ; 
Go, spread your trophies at his feet. 
And crown him Lord of all. 
5 
Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, 

On this terrestrial ball. 
To him all majesty ascribe. 
And crown him Lord of all. 
6 
Oh ! that, with yonder sacred throng, 

We at his feet may fall ; 
And join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

-LOj^. 7.6. 7.6. Montgomery. 

The Saviour's Glorious Reign. 

Ps. Ixxii. cxxxii. 18. Is. ix. 6, 7. 
Zech. ix. 9, 10. Luke i. 32, 33. 

AIL to the Lord's anointed ! 
Great David's greater Son; 
Hail, in the time appointed. 
His reign on earth began ! 
2 
He comes to break oppression, 

To set the captive free ; 
To take away transgression. 
And rule in equity. 
3 
Before him, on the mountains, 
Shall Peace, the herald, go; 
And righteousness in fountains 
From hill to valley flow. 
G 



Arabia's desart-ranger 

To him shall bow the knee,— 
The Ethiopian stranger. 

His glory come to see. 
5 
With oflf'rings of devotion. 

Ships from the Isles shall meet. 
To pour the wealth of ocean 

In tribute at his feet. 
6 
Kings shall fall down before him. 

And gold and incense bring ; 
All nations shall adore him, 

The universal King. 
7 
For him shall pray'r unceasing. 

And daily praise, ascend; 
His kingdom still increasing — 

A kingdom without end. 
8 
O'er ev'ry foe victorious. 

He on his throne shall rest; 
From age to age more glorious. 

All-blessing and all-blest. 



190. 



148th. Dr. Ryland. 



The Saviour's Triumphant Reign. 

Ps. Ixxii. 8. Zech. ix. 9, 10. 

Matt. xiii. 31—33. Luke xiii. 19—21. 

REJOICE! the Saviour reigns 
Among the sons of men ; 

He breaks the pris'ners chains. 

And makes them free again : 
Let hell oppose God's only Son ! 
In spite of foes his cause goes on. 
2 

All pow'r is in his hand. 

His, people to defend ; 

To his most high command 

Shall millions more attend : 
All heav'n with smiles approves his cause, 
And distant isles receive his laws. 
3 

The little seed from heav'n 

Shall soon become a tree ; 

The ever-blessed leav'n 

Shall spread from sea to sea : 
Till God the Son shall come again. 
It must go on ! Amen— amen ! 



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-LyJ-. 7.6. 7.6. D. Heber, 

Come over, — and help us. 

Acts xvi. 9. 

FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
From India's coral strand ; 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 

Roll down their golden sand — 
From many an ancient river, 

From many a palmy plain. 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain, 
2 
What, though the spicy breezes 

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's Isle ; 
Though ev'ry prospect pleases. 

And only man is vile 1-^ 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strewn : 
The heathen, in his blindness, 

Bows down to wood and stone. 
3 
Shall we, whose souls are lighted 

With wisdom from on high. 
Shall we, to men benighted 

The lamp of life deny 1 
Salvation! oh, salvation! 

The joyfi^ sound proclaim ; 
Till each remotest nation 

Has learnt Messiah's name. 
4 
Waft, waft, ,ve winds, his story ; 

And you, ye waters, roll. 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole ; 
Till, o'er our ransom'd nature. 

The Lamb, for sinners slain, 
Kedeemer, King, Creator, 
In bliss return to reign. 



192. 



Kelly. 



Thou shalt cause the Trumpet of the 
Jubilee to sound. 

Lev. XXV. 9. Matt. x. 8. xxviii. 19. 
Mark xvi. 15. Luke xxiv. 47. 

HAR.K ! the solemn trnmpet soundingj 
Loud proclaims the jubilee : 
'Tis the voice of grace abounding,— 
Grace to sinners, rich and free : 
Ye who know the joyful sound. 
Publish it to all around. 



Is the name of Jesus precious ? 

Does his love your spirits cheer ? 
Do you find him kind and gracious. 
Still removing doubt and fear? 
Think, that what he is to you. 
Such he'll be to othei-s too. 
3 
Were you once at awful distance, 

Wand'ring from the fold of God ? 
Could no arm afford assistance, — 
Nothing save but Jesus' blood % 
Think, how many still are found. 
Strangers to the joyful sound. 
4 
Brethren, join in supplication ; 

Join to plead before the Lord : 
'Tis his aim that brings salvation ; 
He alone can give the word : 
Father, let thy kingdom come ; 
Bring thy wand'ring outcasts home. 
5 
Brethren, let us freely offer ; 

All we have is from above : 
Let us give, and act, and suffer : 
What is this to Jesus' love ! 
Did he die our souls to save 1 
Then we 're his, and all we have. 
6 
Hark ! the saints' triumphant chorus .' 

" Worthy is the Lamb," they cry : 
They have gain'd the prize before us ; 
Soon we hope to share their joy : 
But while here, i-emember still, 
They who love him do his will. 
7 
Till we reach the wish'd-for vision. 

Till we see him as he is. 
Let us scorn the world's derision, 
Let us prove that we are his : 
Let us sound thi-ough all the earth, 
Christ's inestimable worth. 



193. 



7.< 



7. 6. D. M. M. E. 



Britain's grateful Return for Missionary 
Blessings. 

Matt. X. S. 

WHEN first its pious herald. 
To Britain's happy shore, 
The tidings of a Saviour, 

With heav'nly triumph, bore ; 
How dreary was the prospect 

Presented to their view! 
For missionary labors. 
What horrors to subdue ! 



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On ev'ry side around them, 

What darkness they beheld ! 
The curse of man's transgression 

On all his race entail'd : 
Engulph'd in superstition. 

Our rude forefathers lay. 
Till heav'n's bright Orb of glory 

Turn'd darkness into day. 
3 
But, soon as Jesus' banner, — 

Which o'er the heathen world 
Was marching on in triumph,— 

In Britain was unfurl'd ; 
The idol altars trembled. 

Unable to Avithstand ; 
And long-benighted Britain 

Became a Christian land. 



Now, grateful for the blessings 

Britain to strangers owes. 
She lends her pious labours 

To soften others woes : 
Their darkness she enlightens, 

Their ignorance dispels; 
And pours the oil of gladness 

Wherever woe prevails. 
5 
To Europe's farthest bound'ry, 

And India's distant shores ; 
To Iceland's chilly regions. 

She sends her heav'nly stores : 
The swarthy sons of Afric 

Her gen'rous bounty share ; 
And prove no race or nation 

Beneath her tender care. 



194. 11.11. 11.12. 

An American Hymn. 
The Missionaries' Farewell. 

LAND, where the bones of our fathers are sleeping! 
Land, where our dear ones and fond ones are weepin« 
Land, where the light of Jehovah is shining! 
We leave thee, lamenting, but not with repining. 



Land of our fathers ! in grief we forsake thee ! 

Land of our friends ! may Jelwvah protect thee ! 

Land of the church 1 may the light shine around thee ; 
Nor darkness, nor trouble, nor sorrow confound thee ! 
3 

God ia thy God! thou shalt walk in his brightness ! 

Gird thee with joy ! let thy robes be of whiteness ! 

God is thy God i let thy hills shout for gladness! 
But ah ! we must kavc thee — we leave thee in sadness. 
4 

Dark is our path o'er the dark, roUint; ocean; 

Dark are our hearts ; but the fire of devotion 

Kindles within ; — and a far distant nation 
Shall learn from our lips the glad song of salvation. 
5 

Hail to the land of our toils and our sorrows ! 

Land of our rest ! — wlien a few more to-morrows 

Pass o'er our heads, we shall seek our cold pillows. 
And rest in our graves, far away o'er the billows. 
6 

Jesus, we pray for thy Spirit to lead us ; 

Jesus, we pray for thy pow'r to succeed us ; 

Then, when thy grace from our toils shall release us, 
Thy love in the mansions of glory shall bless us. 



KINGDOM AND CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. 



The Saviour's Reign, and Missionary Interests. 



195, 



7s. 



Francis. 



Missionary Collection. 
Matt. X. 8. 

PRAISE tlie Saviour, all ye nations ; 
Praise him, all ye hosts above ; 
Shout, with joyful acclamations, 
His divine, victorious love. 

2 
See — how beauteous on the mountains 
Are their feet, whose grand design 
Is to guide us to the fountains 
That o'erflov/ with bliss divine ! 

3 
Be his kingdom now promoted ; 
Let the earth her Monarch know ; 
Be my all to him devoted ; 
To my Lord my all I owe. 

4 
With my substance will I honor 
My Redeemer and my Lord ; 
Were ten thousand worlds ray manor, 
All were nothing to his word. 

5 
While the heralds of salvation 
His abounding grace proclaim, 
Let his friends of ev'ry nation 
Gladly join to spread his fame. 



196. 



7s. 



BOWRING. 



Jfatchinan ! what of the night ? 
Is. xxi. 11. 

WATCHMAN! tell us of the night, 
^Vhat its signs of promise are : 
Trav'ller ! o'er yon mountain's height. 
See that glory-beaming star ! 
Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 
Aught of hope or joy foretel 1 
Trav'ller ! yes : it brings the day, — 
Promis'd day of Israel ! 

2 
Watchman ! tell us of the night; 
Higher yet that star ascends : 
Trav'ller ! blessedness and light. 
Peace and truth, its course portends. 
Watchman ! will its beams alone 
Gild the spot that gave them birth 1 
Trav'ller! ages are its own. 
And it bursts o'er all the earth. 



Watchman! tell us of the night. 
For the morning seems to dawn : 
Trav'ller ! darkness takes its flight. 
Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
Watchman ! let thy wand'rings cease ; 
Hie thee to thy quiet home : 
Trav'ller ! lo ! the Prince of Peace, 
Lo ! the Son of God is come ! 

J-y I • L. M. Method. Mag. 
Remonstrance to tTie Jews. 



Ps. cxxxvii. 



-6. 



WHY, on the bending willows hung, 
Israel ! still sleeps thy tuneful 
string 1 — 
Still mute remains thy sullen tongue, 
And Zion's song denies to sing ? 

2 
Awake ! thy sweetest raptures raise ; 
Let harps and voice unite their strains : 
Thy promis'd King his sceptre sways ; 
Jesus, thine own Messiah, reigns ! 

3 
No taunting foes the song require ; 
No strangers mock thy captive chain : 
But friends provoke the silent lyre. 
And brethren ask the holy strain. 

4 
Nor fear thy Salem's hills to wrong. 
If other lands thy triumph share : 
A heav'nly city claims thy song ; 
A brighter Salem rises there. 

5 
B5».foreign streams no longer ream. 
Nor, weeping, think of Jordan's flood : 
In ev'ry clime behold a home, — 
In ev'ry temple sec thy God. 



198. 



C. M. Ret. W. Ward. 



Prayer for Missionaries, and the Success 
of Missionary Undertakings. 

Ps. Ixvii. 1, 2. 

LORD, smile on each divine attempt 
To spread the gospel's rays ; 
And build, on sin's demolish'd throne. 
The temple of thy grace. 
. 2 
Oh ! charge the waves to bear our friends 

In safety o'er the deep: 
Let the rough tempest speed their way. 
Or bid its fury sleep. 



KINGDOM AND CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. 
The Saviour's Relyn, and Missionary Interests. 



Whene'er they preach the Saviour's wore) 

Beneath the Banian's shade, 
Let the poor Hindoo feel its pow'r, 

And grace his soul pervade. 
4 
Oh .' let the heav'nly shaster spread ; 

Bid the new caste arise ; 
And Brahmans preach the gospel-word ; 

And India taste its joys. 



199. 



C. M. 



Gibbons. 



The Out-pouring of the Holy Spirit 
implored. 



Is. xxxii. 15—17. xliv. 3. 
Iv. 11—13. 



xlv. 8. 



LORD, pour thy Spirit from on high ; 
Then shall the desart rise. 
With sudden greens and fruits array'd, 
A blooming paradise. 
2 
Peace, with her olive-branch, shall stretch 

Her wings from shore to shore ; 
No trump shall raise the rage of war, — 
No murd'rous cannon roar. 
3 
The dawnings of these glorious days 

Our cheerful songs inspire ; 
Oh ! haste their full meridian blaze. 
And bid the world admire. 
4 
Amen ! with joy divine, let earth's 

Unnumber'd millions cry { 
Amen! with joy divine, let heav'n's 
Unnamber'd choirs reply ! 



200. 



8.7. 8.7. 4.7. P. Y/iLLiAMS. 



The earth shall be filled with the knowledge 
of the glory of the Lord. 



Hab. ii. 14. 



Ps. xliii. 3. 
Ix. 1—5. 



Is. xi. 9. 



O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness. 
Look, my soul,— be still, and gaze ; 
See the promises advancing 
To a glorious day of grace ! 

Blessed jubilee ! 
Let thy glorious morning dawn ! 
2 
Let the Indian, let the Negro, 
Let the rude Barbarian, see 
That divine and glorious conquest 
Once obtain'd on Calvary : 

Let the gospel 
Loud resound, from pole to pole ! 
3 
Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness, 

Grant them. Lord, the glorious light ; 
And, from eastern coast to western. 
May the morning chase the night ; 

And redemption, 
Freely pnrchas'd, win the daj' ! 
4 
Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ; 

Win and conquer — never cease.' 
May thy lasting, wide dominions 
Multiply, and still increase : 

Sway thy sceptre. 
Saviour, all the world around ! 



201. J.E.Giles, 

Babylon the Great is fallen, is fallen ! 

Rev. xviii, 2—23. 2 Thes. ii. 8. Rev. xiv. 8. 
xvi. 19. xix. 1—3. 

SHE is fall'n ! she is fall'n ! from the height of her glory ! 
And lowly in ruin she lies : — 
No more shall her greatness be sounded in story — 
No more shall hei praises arise. 
2 
One moment beheld her in brightness and beauty. 

Erecting her head undefied ; 
'Tis past— and the storm, in the zeal of its duty. 
Has blasted the bloom of her pride. 



G2 



KINGDOM AND CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. 

The Saviour* s Reign, and Missionary Interests. 



In the red flames of vengeance her temples are blazing 

The smoke of her torment ascends ; 
The scythe of destruction her glory is razing, 

And widely her ruin extends. 
4 
Bewailing and wonder, distraction and weeping. 

At once from her millions arise ; 
While the breath of Jehovah is suddenly sweeping 

Their fav'i'ite, their joy, from their eyes. 
5 
But shout, O ye heav'ns ! with rapture and gladness 

Your harps and your voices employ; 
And light, in the flames of her ruin and sadness. 

The torch that shall kindle your joy. 
6 
The flatt'ring deceiver, the harlot of nations. 

So shameless, so wanton before. 
Like a millstone has sunk, by her own fornications : — 

Her glory shall dazzle no more. 



20,2. 



148th. 



Doddridge. 



The Wilderness transformed ; or. The 
Happy Effects of the Gospel. 

Is. xi. 6—9. XXXV. 1, 2. xH. 18—20. 
Iv. 13. Ixv. ir. 

AMAZING, beauteous change ! 
A world created new ! 
My thoughts with transport range, 
The lovely scene to view ; 

In all I trace, 

Saviour divine, 

The work is thine, — 

Be thine the praise. 
2 
See crystal fountains play 
Amid the burning sands ; 
The river's winding way 
Glides through the thirsty lands : 

New grass is seen, 

And o'er the meads 

Its carpet spreads. 

Of living green. 
3 
Where pointed brambles grew, 
Entwin'd with piercing thorn, 
Gay flow'rs, for ever new. 
The painted fields adorn : 



The blushing rose 
And lily, there. 
In union fair. 
Their sweets disclose. 



Where the bleak mountains stood 
All bare and disarray'd. 
See the wide-branching wood 
Diffuse its grateful shade : 

Tall cedars nod, — 

And oaks and pines 

And elms and vines 

Confess the God. ' 



The tyrants of the plain 
Their savage chase give o'er : 
No more they rend the slain ; 
They thirst for blood no more : 

But infant hands 

Fierce tigers stroke, 

And lions yoke 

In flow'ry bands. 

6 
Oh ! -when. Almighty Lord,— 
When shall these scenes arise. 
To verify thy word, 
And bless our wond'ring eyes ? 

That earth may raise, 

With all its tongues. 

United songs 

Of ardent praise ! 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



J^KJO' cm. Montgomery. 
Praying always, with all prayer. 
Eph. vi. 18. Acts ix. 11. ' 

PRAY'R is the soul's sincere desire, 
Utter'd or unexpress'd ; 
The motion of a hidden fire 
That trembles in the breast. 
2 
Pray'r is the burthen of a sigh. 

The falling of a tear ; 
The upward glancing of an eye 
When none but God is near. 
3 
Pray'r is the simplest form of speech 

That infant lips can try ; 
Pray'r, the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 
4 
Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice. 

Returning from his ways ; 
While angels in their songs rejoice, 
And cry, " Behold he prays." 
5 
Pray'r is the Christian's vital breath, 

The Christian's native air; 
His watch-word at the gates of death : — 
He enters heav'n with pray'r. 
6 
In pray'r, on earth, the saints are one. 

In word, in deed, and mind ; 
When with the Father and his Son 
Sweet fellowship they find. 
7 
Nor pray'r is made on earth alone ; — 

The Holy Spirit pleads ; 
And Jesus, on th' eternal throne. 
For sinners intercedes. 
8 
O thou by whom we come to God — 

The life, the truth, the way ! 
The path of pray'r thyself hast trod : 
Lord, teach us how to pray. 



204. 



L. M. 



COWPER. 



The Worth of Prayer. 
Matt. xxi. 22. Phil. iv. 6, 7. 

WHAT various hindrances we meet 
In coming to a mercy-seat ! 
Yet who, that knows the worth of pray'r, 
But wishes to be often there 1 



Pray'r makes the darken'd cloud withdraw 
Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 
Gives exercise to faith and love ; 
Brings ev'ry blessing from above. 

3 
Restraining pray'r, we cease to fight ; 
Pray'r makes the Christian's armour bright; 
And Satan trembles, when he sees 
The weakest saint upon his knees. 

4 
Have you no words ? ah 1 think again ; 
Words flow apace when you complain. 
And fill your fellow-creature's ear 
With the sad tale of all your care. 

5 
Were half the breath thus vainly spent. 
To heav'n in supplication sent. 
Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, — 
" Hear what the Lord has done for me ! " 

Z\)0» 9.8. 9.8. Cunningham. 

Hindrances to Prayer surmounted. 

Matt. XX. 31. 

THRO' the skies, when the thunder 
is hurl'd, 
The child to its parent will flee ; 
Thus, amid the rebukes of the world, 
I turn, O my Father, to thee. 
2 
All in vain would they bid me retire ; 

In vain would they silence my pray'r ; 
'Tis my eye-sight— 'tis life I require ; 
I seek to be snatch'd from despair. 
3 
In this valley of sorrow and strife, 

Pray'r shall rise with my earliest breath : 
It shall mix in the business of life, 
And soften the struggles of death. 



206. 



L.M. 



Watts. 



Drawing near to God in Prayer, 
Ps. Ixxiii. 28. Job xxiii. 3, 4. Jam. iv. S. 

MY God, I bow before thy feet ; 
When shall my soul approach thy 
seat 1 
When shall I see thy glorious face 
With mingled majesty and grace 1 

2 
How should I love thee, and <"<lore, 
With hopes and joys unknown before ! 
And bid this trifling world be gone. 
Nor tease my heart so near thy throne. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



L. M. 



Cow PER. 



My soul should pour out all her cares 
In flowing words, or flowing tears ; 
Thy smiles would ease my sharpest pain, 
Nor should I seek my God in vain. 

207. 

The House of Prayer. 
Matt.sxi.l3. Mark xi. 17. Luke xix. 46 

THY mansion is the Christian's heart 
O Lord, thy dwelling place secure ! 
Bid the unruly throng depart. 
And leave the consecrated door. 

2 
Devoted as it is to thee, 
A thousand foes frequent the place ; 
They steal away my joys from me, 
And rob ray Saviour of his pi-aise. 

3 
I know them, and I hate their din, — 
Am weary of the bustling crowd ; 
For while their voice is heard within, 
T cannot serve thee as I would. 



for the joy thy presence gives! 
What peace shall reign when thou art here I 
Thy grace can make this den of thieves 
A calm, delightful house of pray'r. 

ZOo, CM. BOWRING. 

Sincere Worship. 
John iv. 23, 24. 

THE offerings which to thee arise. 
Of mingled praise and pray'r, 
Are but a worthless sacrifice 
Unless the heart be there, 
2 
My off'rings will indeed be blest 

If sanctified by thee ; — 
If thy pure spirit touch my breast 
With its own purity. 
3 
Oh ! may that spirit warm my heart 

To gratitude and praise ; 
And ev'n to earth's low vale impart 
The rapture of the skies ! 



>^0y. 11.11. 11.5. i^rOTO BOWRING. 

Humble Devotion. 



Job xxxvii, 19. Acts ix. 11. 



Rom. viii, 26. 



FROM the recesses of a lowly spirit. 
My humble pray'r ascends — O Father, hear it! 
Borne on the trembling wings of fear and meekness : 
Forgive its weakness ! 
2 
I know — I feel how mean, and how unworthy 
The lowly sacrifice I pour before thee : 
What can I offer thee, O Thou most holy ! 

But sin and folly. 
3 
Lord, in thy sight, who ev'ry bosom viewest, 
Cold are our warmest vows, and vain our truest ; 
Thoughts of a hurrying hour — our lips repeat them — 
Our hearts forget them i 
4 
We see thy hand — it leads us— it supports us : 
We hear thy voice — it counsels, and it courts us ; 
And then we turn away I — and still thy kindness 

Pardons our blindness I 
5 
Wlio can resist thy gentle call, appealing 
To ev'ry gen'rous thought and grateful feeling ! 
Oh ! who can hear the accents of thy mercy. 

And never love thee i 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise, 



Kind Benefactor ! plant within this bosom 
The seeds of holiness, and bid them blossom, 
In fragrance, and in beauty bright and vernal. 

And spring eternal. 
7 
Then place them in those everlasting gardens. 
Where angels walk, and seraphs are the wardens ; 
Where ev'ry flow'r, brought safe through death's dark portal. 

Becomes immortal. 

>&1U. 104th. BOWRING. 

TJve Pleasures of Devotion. 
Ps. Ixv. 4. 

IF ever on earth the visions of heav'n. 
Of glory and beauty, to mortals are giv'n, 
'Tis when on the wings of devotion we soar. 
And trust in the Godhead we humbly adore. 
2 
Though faint be the ray that breaks from above, 
Its smile is the brightness of peace and of love, — 
The pledge and the promise of glory to come. 
When joy shall be harbour'd secure in its home. 



211, 



CM. H. M.WiLi-iAMS. 
Habitual Devotion. 
Phil. iv. 6. 

FATHER, in all my comforts here 
Thy gracious hand I see ; 
Each blessing to my soul more dear, 
Because conferr'd by thee. 

2 
Thy love the pow'rs of thought bestow'd — 

To thee my thoughts would soar : 
Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd — 

That mercy I adore. 
3 
When gladness wings my favor'd hour. 

Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lour. 

My soul shall meet thy will. 

4 

In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, 

In ev'ry pain I bear. 
My heart shall find delight in praise, 

Or seek relief in pray'r. 



212. 



C. M. S. Stennett. 



Prayer for Divine Fcrgvoeness. 
Ps. XXV. 11. IS. 

PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy feet 
A guilty rebel lies; 
And upwards to thy mercy-seat 
Presumes to lift his eyes. 



If tears of sorrow would suffic* 

To pay the debt I owe. 
Tears should from both my weeping eyes 

In ceaseless torrents flow. 



But no such sacrifice I plead 

To expiate my guilt ; 
No tears, but those which thon has shed, 

No blood, but thou hast spilt. 

4 
Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord, 

And all my sins forgive : 
Justice will well approve the word. 

That bids the sinner live. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



213. 



CM. 



Brownb. 



Sinners pleading for Mercy. 
Luke xviii. 13. 

LORD, at thy feet we sinners lie. 
And knock at mercy's door ; 
With heavy heart and downcast eye. 
Thy favor we implore. 
2 
On us the vast extent display 

Of thy forgiving love ; 
Take all our heinous guilt away; 
This heavy load remove. 
3 
'Tis mercy — mercy we implore ; 

We would thy pity move ; 
Thy grace is an exhaustless store. 
And thou thyself art love. 
4 
Oh ! for thine own, for Jesus' sake. 

Our num'rous sins forgive ; 
Thy grace our rocky hearts can break. 
And, breaking, soon relieve. 
5 
Thus melt us down, thus make us bend. 

And thy dominion own ; 

Nor let a rival more pretend 

To re-possess thy throne. 



215. 



12s. 



J 14. 8.7. 8.7. Turner. 

Jesus, thou Son of David, have mercy on 

me. 

Mark x. 47. 

JESUS, full of all compassion, 
Hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; 
Let me know thy great salvation. 
Ere I languish, faint, and die. 
2 
Guilty, but with heart relenting, 

Overwhelm'd with helpless grief, 
Prostrate at thy feet, repenting, 
Send— oh, send me quick relief ! 
3 
Without thee, the world possessing, 

I should be a wretch undone, — 
Search through heav'n, the land of blessing. 
Seeking good, and finding none. 
4 
In the world of endless ruin, 
Let it never. Lord, be said, 
" Here's a soul, that perish'd, suing 
" For the boasted Saviour's aid ! " 

Sav'd! — the deed shall spread new glory 
Through the shining realms above ; 

Angels sing the pleasing story, 
All enraptur'd with thy love ! 

Heber. 



Lord, save us : we perish ! 
Matt. Viii. 25. Luke viii. 24. 



WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming. 
When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming. 
Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish. 
We fly to our Master : " Lore! ! save, or we perish." 

2 
O Jesus ! once rock'd on the breast of the billow, 
Arous'd by the shriek of despair from thy pillow. 
Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, 
Who cries, in his anguish, " Lord ! save, or we perish." 

3 
And oh ! when the whirlwind of passion is raging, 
When sin in our liearts its wild warfare is waging, 
Then send down thy grace, thy redeem'd ones to cherish, 
Rebuke the destroyer : " Lord ! save, or we perish." 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



216. 



C. M. 



Addison. 



Judgment anticipated, and Mercy 
implored. 

2 Tim. i. 18. Jude 21. 

WHEN, rising from the bed of death, 
O'erwhelra'd with guilt and fear, 
I see my Maker face to face — 
Oh, how shall I appear ! 
2 
If now, while pardon may be found, 

And mercy may be sought. 
My heart with inward horror shrinks. 
And trembles at the thought ; — 
3 
When thou, Lord ! shalt stand disclos'd 

In majesty severe. 
And sit in judgment on my soul, 
Oh, how shall I appear .' 
4 
Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord ; 

Let mercy set me free ; 
Whilst in the confidence of pray'r 
My heart takes hold ou thee. 
5 
For never shall my soul despair 

Thy mercy to procure ; 
Since thy beloved Son has died, 
To make that mercy sure ! 



Jtio, c. M. Doddridge. 
Abba, Father. 
Rom. viii. 15. Gal. iv- 6. 2 Cor. vi. 18. 

SOV'REIGN of all the worlds on high. 
Allow my humble claim; 
Nor, while a worm would raise his head. 
Disdain a Father's name. 
2 
My Father, God ! how sweet the souijd I 

How tender, and how dear ! 
Not all the harmony of heav'n 
Could so delight the ear. 
, 3 
Come, Sacred Spirit, seal the name 

On my expanding heart ; 
And show that in Jehovah's grace 
I share a filial part. 
4 
Cheer'd by a signal so divine, 

Unwav'ring I believe ; 
And, " Abba, Father," humbly cry ; 
Nor can the sign deceive. 



217. 



112th. 



Raffles. 



Prayer for Divine Consolation. 
Ps. xxxi. 16. 

FATHER of mercies, God of love, 
Oh ! hear a humble suppliant's cry ; 
Bend from thy lofty seat above. 
Thy throne of glorious majesty : 
Oh ! deign to listen to my voice. 
And bid my drooping heart rejoice. 

2 
I urge no merits of my own. 
No worth, to claim thy gracious smile : 
No — when I bow before the throne, — 
Dare to converse with God awhile, — 
Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea, — ■ 
The dearest, sweetest name to me ! 

3 
Father of mercies, God of love ! 
Then hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; 
Bend from thy lofty seat above, 
Thy throne of glorious majesty : 
One pard'ning word can make me whole 
And soothe the anguish of my soul. 



219. 



CM. 



Doddridge, 



Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation. 
Ps. XXXV. 3. 

SALVATION ! oh ! melodious sound. 
To wretched, dying men ! 
Salvation, that from God proceeds, 
And leads to God again !— 
2 
That saves from hell's eternal gloom. 

From fiends, and fires, and chains ; 
And gives a paradise of bliss. 
Where love triumphant reigns ! ~ 
3 
But may a poor, bewilder'd soul. 

Sinful and weak as mine. 
Presume to raise a trembling eye 
To blessings so divine ? 
4 
My Saviour, God, no voice but thine 

These dying hopes can raise ; 
Speak thy salvation to my soul, 
And turn my pray'r to praise. 
5 
" My Saviour, God," this broken voice 

Transported shall proclaim ; 

And call on all tli' angelic harps 

To sound so sweet a name. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



220. 



L. M. 



Stkele. 



Desiring Assurance of the Divine Favor. 
Ps. iv. 6. XXXV. 3. 

IN vain the world's alluring smile 
Would my unwary heart beguile : 
Deluding world ! its brightest day. 
Dream of a moment, fleets away. 

2 
To nobler bliss my soul aspires ; 
Come, Lord, and fill these vast desii-es 
With pow'r, and light, and love divine : 
Oh ! speak, and tell me thou art mine. 

3 
The blissful word, with joy replete, 
Shall bid my gloomy fears retreat ; 
And heav'n-boi-n hope, serenely bright. 
Irradiate my darkest night. 

4 
So shall my joyful spirit rise. 
On wings of faith, above the skies ; — 
Then dwell for ever near thy throne. 
In joys to mortal thought unknown. 



221 



CM. 



Steele. 



Desiring Assurance of the Divine Favor. 
Ps. iv. 6. XXXV. 3. 

ETERNAL Source of joys divine. 
To thee my soul aspires; 
Oh ! could I say, " The Lord is mine ! " 
'Tis all my soul desires. 
2 
Thy smile can give me real joy, 

Unmingled and refin'd ; 
Substantial bliss, without alloy. 
And lasting as the mind. 
3 
Thy smile can gild the shades of woe, 

Bid stormy trouble cease ; 
Spread the fair dawn of heav'n below, 
And sweeten pain to peace. 
4 
My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord, 

Assure me of thy love ; 
Oh 1 speak the kind, transporting word. 
And bid my fears remove. 
5 
Then shall my thankful pow'rs rejoice, 

And triumph in my God ; 
Till heav'nly rapture tune my voice 
To spread thy praise abroad. 



222. 



7s. 



Newton. 



Prayer for the Lord's promised Presence. 
John xiv. 18. 

GRACIOUS Leader I now appear— 
Shine upon us with thy light ! 
Like the spring, when thou art near 
Days and suns are doubly bright! 

2 
As a mother counts the days. 
Till her absent child she see, — 
Longs and watches, weeps and prays — 
So our spirits long for thee ! 

3 
Come, and let us feel thee nigh ; 
Then thy sheep shall feed in peace ; — 
Plenty bless us from on high ; 
Evil from among us cease ! 

4 
Let thy light be ne'er withdrawn ; 
Golden days aflford us long ! 
Thus we pray at early dawn — 
This shall be our ev'ning song. 



223. 



Dr. Rtland. 



There he many that say, Who will show 
us aJiy good ? Lord, lift thou up the light 
of thy countenance upon us. 

Ps. iv. 6. 

JESUS, King of love and grace, 
Oh ! reveal thy smiling face ; 
Break through ev'17 cloud, and shine ; 
Cheer me with thy light divine, 

2 
All in vain is winter gone, 
Charming spring in vain comes on, — 
If my Lord no more I see. 
Nature's charms are nought to me. 

3 
Rise, thou Sun of Righteousness ; 
Wiih thy beams my spirit bless; 
Winter then may stay or flee, — 
Lord, 'tis all alike to me. 

4 
If in life I share thy grace. 
If in death I see thy face. 
Life may stay, or life may flee, — 
Lord, 'tis all alike to me. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



224. 



C. M. 



ROWE. 



Breathing after Heavenly Tilings. 

TO thee, my gracious God, I sigh, — 
Bat not for golden stores ; 
I covet not the brightest gems 
On India's wealthy shores ; — 
2 
Nor that deluding, empty joy, 

Men call a mighty name ; 
Nor proud ambition's loftiest forms 
My restless thoughts inflame. 
3 
Nor pleasure's soft, enticing charms 

My fond desires allure : 
Far greater things than earth can yield 
My -wishes would secure. 
4 
Those blissful, those transporting smiles. 

That brighten heav'n above; 
The boundless riches of thy grace, — 
The treasures of thy love : — 
5 
These are the mighty things I crave : 

Oh ! make these blessings mine. 
And all the glories of the world 
I'll cheerfully resign. 



225. 



BOWEING. 



Thy will be done. 



Matt. vi. 10. xxvi. 42. Luke xi, 2. 
xxii. 42. Acts. xxi. 14. 

66 r|1HY will be done!" In devious 

B way 

The^hurrying stream of life may run; 
Yet still our giateful hearts shall say, 

« Thy will be done ! " 
2 
" Thy will be done !" If o'er us shine 
A gladd'ning and a prosp'rous sun, 
Thii pray'r will make it more divine — 
" Thy will be done ! " 
3 
" Thy will be done ! " Though shrouded o'er 
Our path with gloom, one comfort — one 
la ours : — to breathe, while we adore, 

" Thy will be done! " 
H 



226. 



7s. BOWRINC. 

Father, glorify thy name. 

John xii. 2S. 

66 T^ATHER! glorify thy name : 
JL Whatsoe'er our portion be ; 
Wheresoever led by thee ; 
If to glory — if to shame — 
" Father \ glorify thy name." 

2 
Let thy name be glorified .' 
If in doubt and darkness lost, 
Hope deceiv'd — our purpose cross'd. 
Nothing good can be denied : 
Let thy name be glorified ! 

3 
" Father ! glorify thy name ; " 
Vain and blind our wishes are : 
This can be no idle pray'r. 
This can be no worthless claim, — " 
"Father! glorify thy name." 



227. 



C, M. Steele. 

Desiring to know and love Christ more. 

THOU lovely Source of true delight. 
Whom I unseen adore ; 
Unveil thy beauties to my sight. 
That I may love thee more. 
2 
Thy glory o'er creation shines ; 

But in thy sacred word 
I read, in fairer, brighter lines, 
My bleeding, dying Lord. 
3 
'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, 

And sins and sorrows rise. 
Thy love with cheering beams of hope 
My fainting heart supplies, 
4 
But ah! too soon the pleasing scene 

Is clouded o'er with pain ; 
My gloomy fears rise dark between. 
And I again complain. 
b 
Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light. 

Oh ! come with blissful ray ; 
Break through the gloomy shades of night. 
And chase my fears away. 
6 
Then shall my soul with rapture trace 

The wonders of thy love : 
But the full glories of thy face 
Are only known above. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



22S. 



C. M. 



SCEELE. 



Desiring to love the Saviour without 
wandering. 

YE earthly vanities, depart ; 
For ever hence remove : 
Jesus alone deserves my heart. 
And ev'ry thought of love. 
2 
His heart, where love and pity dwelt 

In all their softest forms, 
Sustain'd the heavy load of guilt 
For lost, rebellious worms. 
3 
Can I my bleeding Saviour view. 

And yet ungrateful prove 1 
And pieixe his wounded heart anew, 
And grieve his injur'd love ? 
4 
Dear Lord, forbid ! oh ! bind this heart,— 

This roving heart of mine, — 
So firm that it may ne'er depart. 
In chains of love divine. 

22y. C. M. CowPER. 

Longing for a closer Walk tvitJi God. 
Job xxix. 2 — 4. Gen. v. 24. 

OH ! for a closer walk with God, — 
A calm and heav'nly frame ; 
A light, to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb ! 
2 
Where is the blessedness I knew 

When first I saw the Lord 1 
Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus and his word ? 
3 
What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ! 

How sweet their mem'ry still ! 
But they have left an aching void. 
The world can never fill. 
4 
Return, Holy Dove ! return, 

Sweet messenger of rest ! 
I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
And drove thee from my breast. 
5 
The dearest idol I have known, 

Whate'er that idol be. 
Help me to tear it from thy throne. 
And worship only thee. 



So shall my walk be close with God, 
Calm and serene my frame; 

So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 



230. 



CM. 

The Request. 



Steele. 



FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss 
Thy sov'reign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace 
Let this petition rise ; — 
2 
" Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 

" From ev'ry murmur free ; 
" The blessings of thy grace impart, 
" And make me live to thee. 
3 
" Let the sweet hope that thou art mine, 

" My life and death attend ; — 
" Thy presence through my journey shine, 
" And crown my journey's end." 

JiOl. 8.8.6. 8.8.6. Ogilvie. 

Invocation to Universal Praise. 

Fs. cxlviii. 

BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay : 
Let each euraptur'd thought obey, 

And praise th' Almighty's name ! 
Lo ! heav'n, and earth, and seas, and skies. 
In one melodious concert rise. 

To swell th' inspiring theme .' 
2 
Ye fields of light, celestial plains. 
Where gay, transporting beauty reigns ; 

Ye scenes divinely fair ; 
Your Maker's wondrous pow'r proclaim ; 
Tell how he form'd your shining frame, 

And breath'd the fluid air J 
3 
Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound ; 
While all th' adoring thrones around 

His boundless mercy sing : 
Let ev'ry list'ning saint above 
Wake all the tuneful soul of love, 

And touch the sweetest string ! 
4 
Join, ye loud splieres, the vocal choir ; 
Thou dazzling orb of liquid fire, 

The mighty chorus aid : 
Soon as grey ev'ning gilds the plain, 
Thou moon, protract the melting strain, 

And praise him in the shade ! 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and. Praise. 



Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode, 
Ye clouds, proclaim your forming God, 

Who call'd yon worlds from night: 
" Ye shades, dispel ! " th' Eternal said ;■ 
At once th* involving darkness fled, 

And nature sprang to light ! 



Whate'er a blooming vj^orld contains, 
That wings the air, that skims the plains. 

United praise bestow; 
Ye dragons, sound his awful name 
To heav'n aloud; and roar acclaim. 

Ye swelling deeps below ! 

7 

Let ev'ry element rejoice: 

Ye thunders, burst with av.rful voice 

To him who bids you roll : 
His praise in softer notes declare. 
Each whisp'ring breeze of yielding air. 

And breathe it co the soul I 



To him, ye graceful cedars, bow; 
Ye tow'ring mountains, bending low. 

Your great Creator own ; 
Tell, when affrighted nature shook. 
How Sinai kindled at his look, 

A.nd trembled at his frown 1 



Ye flocks, that tread the humble v:ile. 
Ye insects, flutt'ring on the gale. 

In mutual concourse rise ; 
Crop the gay rose's vermeil bloom, 
And waft ita spoils and sweet perfume 

In incense to the skies ! 

10 

Wake, all ye mounting tribes, and sing ; 
Ye plumy warblers of the spring, 

Harmonious anthems raise. 
To him Vv'ho shap'd your finer mould. 
Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with 
gold. 

And tun'd your voice to praise ! 

11 

Let m.an, by nobler passions sway'd, 
The feeling heart, the reas'ning head. 

In heav'nly praise employ ; 
Spread his tremendous name around, 
Till beav'n's broad arch rings back the 
sound, — 

The gen'ral burst of joy ! 



12 
Ye, whom the charms of grandeur please 
Nurs'd on the downy lap of ease. 

Fall prostrate at his throne : 
Ye princes— rulers — all — adore ; [pow'r 
Praise him, ye kings, who makes your 

An image of his own ! 
13 
Ye fair, by nature form'd to move, 
Oh ! praise th' Eternal Source of love 

With youth's enliv'ning fire : 
Let age take up the tuneful lay. 
And sing his name,' then soar away 

And ask an angel's lyre ! 



232, 



C. M. 



Watts. 



Invocation to Universal Praise. 
Ps. cxlviii. 

PRAISE ye the Lord, immortal choir 
That fill the realms above ; 
Praise him, who form'd you of his fire 
And feeds you v<'ith his love. 

Shine to his praise, ye crystal skie«, 

The floor of his abode ; 
Or veil your little, twinkling eyes 

Before your brighter God. 
3 
Thou restless globe of golden light. 

Whose beams create our days. 
Join with the silver queen of night. 

And ov/ii your borrow'd rays. 
4 
Ye ctars, return the honors paid 

To your inferior names ; 
Ymd tell the world your orbs are fed 

By his o'erflowing flames. 
5 
¥/inds, ye shiJl bear his name aloud 

Through the ethereal blue ; 
For vfijen his chariot is a cloud, 

Hi' makes his wheels of yoa. 
6 
Shout to the Lord, yc surging seas. 

In your tumultuous roar ; 
Let wave to wave resound his praise, 

And shore reply to shore. 
7 
Thunder, and hail, and fires, and storms, 

The troops of his command, — 
Appear in all your dreadful forms. 

And speak bis awful hand. 



WOKSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



But gentler things shall tune his name 

To softer notes than these, — 
Young zephyrs, breathing o'er the stream, 

Or whisp'riug through the trees. 
9 
Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines, 

To him that bids you grow ; 
Sweet clusters, bend the fruitful vines 

On ev'ry grateful bough. 
10 
And while the meaner creatures sing, — 

Ye mortals, catch the sound ; 
Echo the glories of your King 

Through all the nations round. 



233. 



Montgomery. 



Invocation to Universal Praise. 
Ps. cxlviii. 

PRAISE the Lord, ye hosts above. 
Spirits perfected in love ; 
Sun and moon, your voices raise ; 
Sing, ye stars, your Maker's praise. 

2 
Ocean's hallelujahs, flow; 
Praise him from the depths below j 
Lightning, vapor, wind and storm. 
Hail and snow, his will perform^ 

3 
Vales and mountains, burst in song; 
Rivers, roll with praise along ; 
Clap your hands, ye trees, and hail 
Him who comes in ev'ry gale. 

4 
Birds, on wings of rapture soar ; 
Warble at his temple door; 
Joyful sounds, from herds and flocks, 
Echo back, ye caves and rocks. 

5 
Kings, your Sov'reign serve with awe ; 
Judges, own his righteous law ; 
Princes, venerate his claim ; 
Earth and heav'n, adore his name. 

6 
High above all height his throne ; 
Excellent his name atone ; 
Him let all his works confess; 
Him let ev'ry being bless. 



234. 



C. M. RowE. 

Invocation to Praise, 
Ps. cxlviii. 1, 2. 4. 8. 13. 14. 

BEGIN the high, celestial strain. 
My ravish'd soul, and sing 
A solemn hymn of grateful praise 
To heav'n's almighty King. 
2 
Ye curling fountains, as you roll 

Your silver waves along. 
Murmur to all your verdant shores 
The subject of my song. 
3 
Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings. 

To distant climes away ; 
And round the wide extended world 
The lofty theme convey. 
4 
Take the glad burthen of his narae. 

Ye clouds, as you arise 
To decorate the golden mora, 
Or shade the ev'ning skies. 

Long let it tremble round the spheres. 

And echo through the sky, 
Till angels, with immortal skill. 

Improve the harmony : — 
6 
While we, Avith sacred rapture fir'd. 

The blest Creator oing; 
AnA chant our consecrated lays. 

To heav'n's Eternal King. 



235. 



6. 0. 6. 6. 7. r. 
Christian Guahdian. 
Invocation to Praise. 
Ps. xcviii. 7—9. cxlviii. 1, 2. 8. 11—1.^ 

ANGELS, assist to sing 
The honors of your God ; 
Touch ev'ry tuneful string. 
And sound his name abroad : 
Pour the trembling notes aloag; 
Sv.'tU the grand, immortal song. 
2 
And ye of meaner birth. 
Your joyful voices raise ; 
Inhabitants of earth, 
, A our great Redeemer praise : 
Let your loud hosannas rise ; 
Shake the ear!h, and pierce the skies ! 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



Let day and dusky night, 
In solemn order, join 
His praises to recite. 
And speak his pow'r divine : 
Ev'ry hill, and ev'ry vale. 
Echo with the sacred tale. 
4 
Ye winds and raging seas. 
With wild, tempestaous roar. 
Resound, in mightier lays. 
His name from shore to shore i 
Thunders, spread his name abroad 
Lightnings, flash before your God. 
5 
Let ev'ry creature sing 
The honors of our God ; — 
Touch ev'ry tuneful string. 
And spread his praise abroad ; 
Pour the trembling notes along ; 
Swell the universal song. 



256, 



14Sih. 



Steele. 



Let every thing that hath breath praise 
the Lord. 

Ps. cl. 6. 

LET ev'ry creature join 
To bless Jehovah's name ; 
And ev'ry pow'r unite 
To swell th' exalted theme : 
Let nature raise. 
From ev'ry tongue, 
A gen'ral song 
Of grateful praise. 
2 
But oh ! from human tongues 
Should nobler praises flow ; 
And ev'ry thankful heart 
With warm devotion srlow : 



238. 



Your voices raise. 
Ye highly blest ; 
Above the rest 
Declare Ms praise. 

o 

Assist me, gracious God ; 

My heai-t, my voice inspire 

Then shall I humbly join 

The universal choir : 
Thy grace can raise 
My heart and tongue ^ 
And tune my song 
To lively praise. 



237. 



E. W. B. 



Old 50th. 



The Works of Nature invoked to praise 
the Lord. 

Ps. xcviii. 7—9. cxlviii. 7—9. 

LET the sea swell Jehovah's praise ; 
Yea, let the floods adore him : 
Let ev'ry lofty mountain raise 
The song of joy before him. 
2 
Ye zephyrs, let the heav'nly lay. 
Borne on your gentle pinions, 
The great Creator's fame convey 
Throughout his vast dominions. 
3 
Let the wild wind's tremendous roar, 

The mighty chorus swelling. 
Fly through the world, from shore to shore, 
Jehovah's goodness telling. 
4 
Ye dreadful caverns of the deep, 

Send back the joyful story ; 
Nor longer let your echoes sleep, 
Unmindful of his glory. 

Barbauld. 



Praise ye the Lord. — Praise him for his mighty .--"'>.• praise him 
according to his excellent greatness. 

Ps. cl. 1, 2. 

JEHOVAH reigns! let ev'ry nation hear. 
And at his footstool bow with holy fear ; 
Let heav'n's high arches echo with his name ; 
Let the wide peopled earth his praise proclaim ; 
Then send it down to hell's deep gloom resounding, 
Through, all lier caves in dreadful murmurs sounding. 
H2 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



2 

He rnlea with wide and absolute command 
O'er the broad ocean and the steadfast land : 
Jehovah reigns unbounded and alone, 
And all creation hangs beneath his throne : 
He reigns alone ; let no inferior nature 
Usurp, or share the throne of the Creator. 
3 
He saw the struggling beams of infant light 
Shoot through the massy gloom of ancient night ; 
His spirit hush'd the elemental strife. 
And brooded o'er the kindling seeds of life: 
SeasoQS and months began their long procession. 
And measur'd o'er the year in bright succession. 
4 
The joyful sun sprung up th' ethereal way. 
Strong as a giant, as a bridegroom gay ; 
The feebler moon diflfus'd her shadow^y light 
Superior o'er the dusky brow of night ; 
Ten thousand glitt'ring lamps the skies adorning, 
Num'rous as dew-drops from the womb of morning. 
5 
Earth's blooming face with rising flowers he dress'd, 
And spread a verdant mantle o'er her breast ; 
Then, from the hollow of his hand, he pours 
The circling waters round her winding shores. 
The new-born world in their cool arms embracing. 
And with soft murmurs still her banks caressing. 
6 
At length — she rose complete in finish'd piide, 
All fair and spotless, like a virgin bride 
Fresh with untarnish'd lustre : — as she stood. 
Her Maker bless'd his work, and call'd it good : 
The morning stars, with joyful acclamation, 
Exulting sang, and hail'd the new creation. 
7 
Yet this fair world, the creature of a day, 
Though built by God's right hand, must pass away ; 
And long oblivion creep o'er mortal things. 
The fate of empires, and the pride of kings : 
Eternal night shall veil their proudest story. 
And drop the curtain o'er all human glory. 
8 
The sun himself, with weary clouds oppress'd, 
Shall in his silent, dark pavilion rest ; 
His golden urn shall broke and useless lie, 
Amid the common ruins of the sky ; 
The stars rush headlong in the wild commotion. 
And bathe their glitt'ring foreheads in the ocean. 
9 
But fix'd, God ! for ever, stands thy throne ; 
Jehovah reigns, a universe alone : 
Th' eternal fire that feeds each vital flame. 
Collected or diflfus'd, is still the same : 
He dwells within his own unfathom'd essence. 
And fills all space with his unbounded presence. 



worship: 



Prayer and Praise. 



10 

But oh I our highest notes the theme debase, 
And silence is our least injurious praise : 
Cease— cease your songs, the daring flight control ; 
Revere him in the stillness of the soul : 
With silent duty meekly bend before him. 
And deep within your inmost hearts adore him. 



239. 



112th. 



BOWBING. 



All thy works shall praise thee, O Lord ; 
and thy saints shall bless the&, 

Ps. cxlv. 10. 

NATURE,— with all her countless 
throng, 
And sun, and moon, and planet's song. 
And ev'ry flow'r that light receives. 
And ev'ry dew-drop on the leaves. 
And ev'ry murmur of the sea — 
Tunes its sweet voice to worship Thee. 

2 
So may we tune oar cheerful voice. 
While all our hearts in thee rejoice. 
And love, and praise, and worship thee. 
Thou infinite Divinity ! 
And hold, above inferior things ; 
Communion with the King of kings. 

240. 

From BowRiNG's Russian Poets. 
Tfie Song of the Cherubim. 
Rev. iv. 6—8. Is. vi. 1—3. 

SEE the glorious Cherubim [throne ; 
Thronging round th' Eternal's 
Hark ! they sing their holy hymn 
To the unknown Three in One : 
All-supporting Deity, 
Praise — eternal praise to thee ! 

2 
Rest, ye worldly tumults, rest 1 
Here let all be peace and joy ; — 
Grief, no longer rend our breast ; 
Tears, no more bedew our eye : 
All-supporting Deity, 
Praise — eternal praise to thee ! 

3 
Heav'n-directed spirits, rise 
To the temple of the skies ! 
Join the ranks of angels bright. 
Near th' Eternal's dazzling light : 
All-supporting Deity, 
Praiee— eternal praise to thee ! 



241. s. M. Watts. 

Obligations to Praise. 

ALMIGHTY Maker, God ! 
How wondrous is thy name ! 
Thy glories how diflFus'd abroad. 
Through the creation's frame ! 

2 
Nature, in ev'ry dress, 
Her humble homage pays ; 
And finds a thousand ways t' express 
Her undissembled praise. 

3 
In native white and red 
The rose and lily stand ; 
And, free from pride, their beauties spread. 
To show thy skilful hand. 

4 
The lark mounts up the sky. 
With unambitious song; 
And bears her Maker's praise on high 
Upon her artless tongue. 

5 
My soul would rise and sing 
Her great Creator too ; 
Fain would my tongue adore my King, 
And pay the tribute due. 

6 
Let joy and worship spend ■ 
The remnant of my days ; 
And to my God my soul ascend, 
In sweet perfumes of praise. 



242. 



7.7. 7.7. 8.7. BovirRiNG. 



What is man, that thou art mindful of 
him ! 

Ps. viii. 4. 

FATHER ! Source of light and love ! 
Thou, whose throne of majesty. 
From the glorious realms above. 
Gladdens all the earth with joy, — 
Mercy streaming, promise beaming, — 
Let thy praise my soul employ. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



What is man, that he should share 
Goodness bright and blest as thine 1 
What is man, that heav'nly care, 
Heav'nly kindness, pow'r divine,— 

Ever guiding, joy providing,—- 
Should be his, and should be mine'? 

3 
From this narrow vale of clay. 
Let me waft my thoughts to thee ; — 
Waft them to the realms of day ; 
And in thy benignity 

Seek my pleasures — find ray treasures : 
Earth can be no home to me. 

4 
On thy holy name I call ; 
On thy lovely footstool stand ; 
All sprung forth from good — and all 
Tends to good, beneath thy hand : 

Streams the purest, joys the surest, 
Flow and smile at thy command. 



243. 



CM. 



Steele. 



Praise for Creation and Providence. 
Ps. cvii. 8. 15. 21. 31. cxxxix. 14—18. 

LORD, when our raptur'd thought 
surveys 
Creation's beauties o'er. 
All nature joins to teach thy pcaise, 
" And bid our souls adore. 

2 
Where'er we turn our gazing eyes. 

Thy radiant footsteps shine ; 
Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, 
And speak their source divine, 
3 
The living tribes, of countless forms. 

In earth, and sea, and air; 
The meanest flies, the smallest worms, 
Almighty pow'r declare. 
4 
Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord, 

In all thy works appear: 
And, oh ! let man thy praise record,— 
Man— thy distinguish'd care ! 
5 
From thee the breath of life he drew ; 

That breath thy pow'r maintains ; 
Thy tender mercy, ever new. 
His brittle frame sustains. 



Yet nobler favors claim his praise. 

Of reason's light possess'd ; 
By revelation's brightest rays. 

Still more divinely blest. 
7 
Thy providence, his constant guard 

When threat'ning woes impend, 
Will the impending danger ward. 

Or timely succour lend. 
S 
On us that providence has shone, 

With gentle, smiling rays ; 
Oh, let our lips and lives prolong 

Thy goodness and thy praise ! 



244. 



L. M. BODDRIDGI:. 



Praise to God for his ■wonderful Works 
to the Children of Men. 

Ps. cvii. 8. 15. 21. 31. 

YE sons of men, with joy record 
The various wonders of the Lord ; 
And let his pow'r and goodness sound 
Through all your tribes, the earth around. 

2 
Let the high heav'ns your songs invite, 
Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; 
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll. 
And stars, that glow from pole to pole. 

3 
Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd ; 
Thy herbs and flow'rs, thy fruits and shade ; 
Peopled with life of various forms, 
Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 

4 
View the broad sea's majestic plains, 
And think how wide its Maker reigns ; 
That band remotest nationsjoins. 
And on each wave his goodness shines. 

5 
But oh ! that brighter world above, 
Where lives and reigns Incarnate Love ! — 
God's only Son, in flesh array'd. 
For man a bleeding victim made ! 

6 
Thither, my sonl, with rapture soar ; 
There, in the land of praise, adore ; 
The theme demands an angel's lay, — 
Demands an everlasting day. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



Zi4)D. L. M. Gibbons. 

' What hath God wrought ! 
Numb, xxiii. 23. 

WHAT hath God wrought! might 
Israel say, 
Wheu Jordan roll'd its tide away, 
And gave a passage to their bands. 
Safely to march across its sands. 

2 
What hath God wrought! mught well be 

said. 
When Jesus, rising from the dead, 
Scatter'd the shades of pagan night. 
And bless'd the nations with his light. 



What hath God wrought ! ye Britons, see- 
Freed from the plagues of popery, — 
Its tenfold night, its iron chains. 
Its galling yoke, its cruel pains. 

4 
What hath God wrought ! the glad surprise 
Shall fill the earth, and rend the skies, 
When, like a mill-stone in the main. 
Proud Rome shall sink, nor rise again. 

5 [theme! 

What hath God wrought ! oh, blissftii 
Are we redeem'd, and call'd by him ? 
Shall we be led the desart through — 
And safe arrive in glory too 1 

6 
The news shall ev'ry harp employ, — 
Fill ev'ry tongue with rapt'rous joy ! 
When shall we join the heav'nly throng, 
To swell the triumph and the song 1 



246. 



10.11. 11.11. 12.11. 10.11. T.Moore. 
The Song of Miriam. 
Ex. XV. 1—21. 



SOUND the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea f 
Jehovah hath triumph'd ! his people are free ! 
Sing — for the pride of the tyrant is broken ; 
His chariots, his horsemen, all splendid and brave, — 
How vain was their boasting ! the Lord hath but spoken. 
And chariots and horsemen are sunk in the wave ! 

Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea! 
Jehovah hath triumph'd ! his people are free ! 



Praise to the Conqueror ! praise to the Lord ! 
His word was our arrow — his breath was our sword ! 
Who shall return, to tell Egypt the story 
Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride ? 
The Lord hath look'd out from his pillar of glory. 
And all her brave thousands are dash'd in the tide : 

Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea ! 
Jehovah hath triumph'd ! his people are free ! 



247' L. M. C.Wesley. 

The Mariner's Song of Praise. 

Ps. cvii. 23—31. 

GLORY to Thee, whose pow'rful word 
Bids the tempestuous wind arise ; 
Glory to Thee, thou Sov'reign Lord 
Of air, and earth, and seas, and skies. 



Let air, and earth, and skies obey. 
And seas thine awful will perform : 
From them we learn to own thy sway. 
And shout to meet the gath'iing storm. 

3 
What, though the floods lift up their voice? 
Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry; 
They cannot clamp thy children's joys. 
Or shake tlie soul when God is nigh. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



248. 



7s. 



Barbauld. 



Praise to God under all the circumstances 
of Life. 

Hab. iii. 17, 18. 

PRAISE to God ! immortal praise, 
For the love that crowns our days : 
Bounteous Source of ev'ry joy. 
Let thy praise our tongues employ. 

2 
For the blessings of the field ; 
For the stores the gardens yield ; 
For the vine's refreshing juice ; 
For the gen'rous olive's use : — 

3 
Flocks that whiten all the plain ; 
Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain ; 
Clouds that drop their fatt'ning dews ; 
Suns that temp'rate warmth diflfuse : — 

4 
All that Spring, with bounteous hand, 
Scatters o'er the smiling land ; 
All that lib'ral Autumn pours 
From her rich, o'erflowing stores : — 

5 
These, to that dear Source we owe 
Whence our sweetest comforts flow ; 
These, through all my happy days. 
Claim my cheerful songs of praise. 

6 
Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear 
From its stem the rip'ning ear; 
Should the fig-tree's blasted shoot 
Drop her green, untimely fruit ; — 

7 
Should the vine bud forth no more. 
Nor the olive yield her store ; 
Though the sick'ning flocks should fall, 
And the herds desert the stall : — 

8 
Lord, to thee my soul should raise 
Grateful, never-ending praise ; 
And, when ev'ry blessing 's flown. 
Love thee — for thyself alone. 



249. 



CM. 



Steele. 



Praise for the Blessings of Providence 
and Grace. 

Ps. ciii. 2. 

ALMIGHTY Father! Gracious Lord ! 
Kind Guardian of my days! 
Thy mercies let my heart record. 
In songs of grateful praise. 



In life's first dawn my tender frame 

Was thine indulgent care ; 
Long ere I could pronounce thy name. 

Or breathe the youthful pray'r. 
3 
How many blessings round me shone, 

Where'er I turn'd my eye ! 
How many pass'd almost unknown, 

Or unregarded by ! 
4 
Each rolling year new favors brought 

From thine exhaustless store ; 
But oh ! in vain my lab'i'ing thought 

Would count thy mercies o'er. 
5 
While sweet reflection through my days 

Thy bounteous hand would trace ; 
Still dearer blessings claim thy praise, — 

The blessings of thy grace. 
6 
Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord ! 

For favors more divine ; 
That I have known thy sacred word. 

Where all thy glories shine. 
7 
But frail mortality in vain 

Attempts the blissful song ; 
Tlie high, the vast, the boundless strain. 

Claims an immortal tongue. 
3 
Lord, when this mortal frame decays, 

And ev'ry weakness dies. 
Complete the wonders of thy grace, 

And raise me to the skies. 
9 
Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite 

In more exalted lays ; 
And join the happy sons of light 

In everlasting praise. 



250. 



L. M. Heginbothom. 



The Divine Goodness acknowledged in 
Life and Happiness. 



Ps. cxxxv. 3. Jer. xxxiii. 11. 

GREAT God ! let all my tuneful pow'rs 
Awake, and sing thy mighty name : 
Thy hand revolves my circling hours — 
Thy hand, from whence my being came. 

2 
Seasons and moons, still rolling round 
In beauteous order, speak thy praise ; 
And years, with smiling mercy crown'd. 
To thee successive honors raise. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



My life, my health, my friends, I owe, 
All to thy vast, unbounded love ; 
Ten thousand precious gifts below. 
And hope of nobler joys above. 

4 
Thus will I sing till nature cease. 
Till sense and language are no more ; 
Andjafter death thy boundless grace 
Through everlasting years adore. 



251. 



CM. 



BOYCE. 



Life reviewed, and the Divine Goodness 
acknowledged. 

Deut. viii. 2. 

WHEN, o'er the trodden paths of life, 
Backward 1 turn my eyes, 
What varied scenes, throughout the road. 
Awaken my surprise ! 
2 
Thousands, to whom my natal hour 

Imparted vital breath. 
Just look'd on life — then clos'd their eyes, 
And slept the sleep of death. 
3 
Thousands, who climb'd to manhood's stage 

Safe through unnumber'd snares, 
Travell'd not far, before they sunk 
Amidst its thorns and cares. 
4 
FoUow'd, through e\'ry changing scene, 

With goodness all my days. 
Deny me not a heart to love, — 
A tongue to speak thy praise. 
5 
Ten thousand thousand thanks to thee 

Echo along the road : 
Oh ! may I join those endless songs 
That fill thy blest abode. 

252. L. M. Scott. 

The Barren Fig-Tree spared. 
Luke xiii. 6 — 9. 

GOD of my life, to thee belong 
The grateful heart, the joyful song ; 
Touch'd by thy love, each tuneful chord 
Pi,esounds the goodness of the Lord. 

2 
Thou hast preserv'd my fleeting breath. 
And chas'd the gloomy shades of death ; 
The venom'd arrows vainly fly. 
While God, our great deliv'rer, 's nigh. 



Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care 1 
Why does thy hand so kindly rear 
A useless cumb'rer of the ground. 
On which so little fruit is found ? 

4 
Still may the barren fig-tree stand ; 
And, cultivated by thy hand. 
Verdure, and bloom, and fruit afford, — 
A grateful tribute to its Lord. 

5 
So shall thy praise employ my breath 
Through life ; and in the arms of death 
My soul the pleasant theme prolong ; 
Then rise to aid th' angelic song. 

JiOO, 8.7. 8.7. D. Robinson. 

Eben-ezer. 
1 Sam. vii. 12. ^ 

COME, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing. 
Tune my heart to sing thy grace ! 
Streams of mercy, never ceasing. 

Call for songs of loudest praise. 
Here I raise my Eben-ezer ; 

Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home. 
2 
Jesus sought me, when a'stranger, 

Wand'ring frojii the fold of God ; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 

Interpos'd his precious blood. 
Oh ! to grace how gieat a debtor 

Daily I'm constrain'd to be ! 
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 

Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ! 



254, 



CM. Heginbothojt. 



Bless the Lord, O my soul; and forget not 
all Jiis benefits, 

Ps. ciii. 2. 

FATHEH of mercies ! God of love ! 
My Father, and my God ! 
I'll sing the honors of thy name. 
And spread thy praise abroad. 
2 
My soul, in pleasing wonder lost. 

Thy various love surveys : 
Where shall my grateful lips begin, 
Or where conclude thy praise? 



WOUSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



In ev'i-y period of my life 

Thy thoughts of love appear ; 
Thy mercies gild the transient scene, 

And crown each passing year. 
4 
la all these mercies, may my soul 

A Father's bounty see ; 
Nor let the gifts thy love bestows 

Allure my heart from thee. 

255. 7s. BOWRING. 

Grateful Becollection and Praise. 
Ps. ciii. 2. . 

FATHER! thy^ paternal care— 
Thine alone, has been my guide ; 
Ev'ry hallow'd wish and pray'r 
Has thy hand of love supplied : 
Thine is ev'ry thought of bliss 
Left by hours and days gone by ; 
Thine, my ev'ry hope of joys 
Beaming from futurity. 

Ev'ry sun of splendid ray ; 
Ev'i-y moon that shines serene ; 
Ev'iT morn that welcomes day ; 
Ev'ry ev'niag's twilight scene ; 
BVry happy hour that brings 
Joy, and peace, and love divine ;— 
Tiicae, and all life's holiest things,— 
All its loveliest— Lord, are thine ! 

3 
May my sweetest hymns arise. 
Daily, to thy gracious throne : 
Thither let my asking eyes 
Ever turn to thee alone ! 
Still, through life's vicissitude. 
There reposing ev'ry care ; 
Thence expecting ev'ry good; 
Losing e-v-'ry sorrow there ! 



256. 



CM. 



Addison. 



Bless the Lord, O my soul ; and forget not 
all his benefts. 

Ps. ciii. 2. 

'¥^'^THEN all thy mercies, O my God, 

W My rising soul surveys ; 
Transported wilh the view, Pm lost 
Li wonder, love, and praise. 



Unnumbei-'d comforts to my soul 

Thy tender care bestow'd. 
Before my infant heart conceiv'd 

From whom those comforts flow'd. 
3 
Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths. 

It gently clear'd my way ; 
And through the pleasing snares office, — 

More to be feai'd than they. 
4 
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 

My daily thanks employ ; 
Nor is the least a cheerful heart. 

That tastes those gifts with joy. 
5 
Through ev'ry period of my life 

Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 
And after death, in distant worlds, 

The glorious theme renew. 
6 
Through all eternity, to thee 

A joyful song I'll raise ; 
But oh ! eternity 's too short 

To utter ail thy praise. 



257. 



L. M. 



Doddridge. 



Never-ending Praise. 
Ps. cxlvi. 2, cxlv. 1, 2. lii. 9^ 

GOD of my life, through all its days 
My grateful pow'rs shall sound thy 
praise ; 
The song shall wake with op'ning light, 
And warble to the silent night. 

2 
When anxious cares would break my rest. 
And sonow tear my throbbing breast, 
Thy tuneful praise PU raise on high, 
And check the murmur and the sigh. 

3 
When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
And aU the pow'rs of language fail, 
Joy through my swimming eyes shall break. 
And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 

4 
But when— (that awful conflict o'er)— 
When I am chain'd to flesh no more. 
How shall my happy spirit rise 
To join the music of the skies ! 

5 
Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains 
Which echo through the heav'nly plains; 
And emulate, with joy unknown, 
1 The glowing seraphs round thy throne. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



The cheerful tribute will I give, 
Long as a deathless soul can live ; 
A work so sweet, a theme so high. 
Demands and crowns eternity. 



258. 



CM. 



Heginbothom. 



Never-ending Praise. 
Ps. cslvi. 2. cxlv. 1, 2. Hi. 9. 

YES— I will bless thee, my God ! 
Through all my mortal days ; 
And to eternity prolong 
Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 
2 
In ev'ry smiling, happy hour. 
Be this my sweet employ ; 
Thy praise refines my earthly bliss. 
And doubles all my joy. 
3 
When gloomy care and keen distress 

Afflict my throbbing breast. 
My tears shall learn to speak thy praise, 
And lull each pain to rest. 
4 
Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim 

The honors of my God ; 
My life, with all its active pow'rs. 
Shall spread thy praise abroad. 
5 
Not death itself shall stop my song, 
Though death will close my eyes: 
My thoughts shall then to nobler heights, 
And sweeter raptures rise. 
6 
How will my happy spirit mount, 

Confin'd in tiesh no more. 
Up to thy courts, where kindred minds 
In countless ranks adore ! 
7 
There shall my lips in endless praise 

Their grateful tribute pay : 
The theme demands an angel's tongue. 
And an eternal day. 



2.59. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue 
While suns shall set and rise ; 

And tune my everlasting song 
When time and nature dies. 



260. 



L. M. 



Watts. 



God exalted above all Praise. 
Neh. ix. 5. Ps. cvi. 2. 

ETERNAL Pow'r! whose high abode 
Becomes the grandeur of a God; 
Infinite length, beyond the bounds 
Where stars revolve their little rounds. 

2 
The lowest step above thy feet 
Rises too high for Gabriel's seat ; 
In vain the tall archangel tries 
To reach the height, with wond'ring eyes. 

3 
Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ? 
We would adore our Maker too : 
From sin and dust to thee we crj", — 
The Great, the Holy, and the High. 

4 
Earth from afar has heard thy fame. 
And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name 
But oh ! the glories of thy mind 
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 

5 
God is in heav'n, but man below ; 
Be short our tunes — our words be few : 
A sacred rev'rence checks our songs. 
And praises languish on our tongues. 



261. 



M. De Eleury. 



Every day tcill I bless thee ; and I will 
praise thy name for ever and ever. 



1 



Ps. cxlv. 2. 1. cxlvi. 2. 



lii. 9. 



MY God, my King, to thee I'll raise 
My voice and all my pow'rs ; 
Unwearied songs of sacred praise 
Shall fill the circling hours. 
I 



Invocation to the Heavenly Inhabitants to 
praise the Redeemer. 

YE angels, who stand round the throne. 
And view my Immanuel's face. 
In rapturous songs make him known ; 
Tune all your sweet harps to his praise. 

2 
Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, 
And cast your bright crowns at his feet. 
His grace and his glory display, 
And all his rich mercy relate. 

3 
He snatch'd you from hell and the grave ; 
He ransom'd from death and despair ; 
For you he was mighty to save — 
Almighty to take you safe there. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



I too would put on my attire, 
Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb : 
I too would be one of your choir, 
f\nd tune my sweet harp to his name. 



262. 



C, M. 



Steele. 



Jesus Christ the Supreme Object of 
Admiration and Praise. 

JESUS ! in thy transporting name 
What blissful glories rise ! 
Jesus! the angels' sweetest theme ! 
The wonder of the skies ! 
2 
Well might the skies with wonder view 

A love so strange as thine ! 
No thought of angels ever knew 
Compassion so divine ! 
3 
Jesus ! and didst thou leave the sky 

For miseries and woes 1 
And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die. 
For vile, rebellious foes ? 
4 
Victorious love ! what tongue can tell 
- The wonders of thy poyf'r ; 
Which conquer'd all the force of hell. 
In that tremendous hour! 
5 
Is there a heart that will not bend 

To thy divine control ? 
Descend, O Sov'reign Love, descend. 
And melt that stubborn soul. 
6 
Oh I may our willing hearts confess 

Thy sweet, thy gentle sway ; 
Glad captives of thy matchless grace, 
Thy pleasing rule obe)'. 
7 
Came, dearest Lord, extend thy reign, 

Till rebels rise no more ; 
Thy praise all nature then shall join. 
And heav'n and earth adore. 



263. 



TORNEr 



Praise to the Redeemer. 

HOLY wonder, heav'nly grace, 
Come, inspire oar humble lays ; 
While the Saviour's love we sing, 
Whence our hopes and comforts spring. 



Though the form of God he bore. 
Great in glory, great in pow'r ; 
See him in our flesh array'd. 
Lower than the angels made. 

3 
Through the shining hours of day 
Toils and dangers mark his way; 
Lonely mounts and chilling air 
Witness oft his midnight pray'r. 

4 
Now, the Lord of glory dies ! 
Darkness veils the mid-day skks ! 
Angels, from the world above, 
See and sing th' amazing love. 

5 
Pow'rs unseen earth's bosom heave ; 
Rocks and tombs asunder cleave ; 
While the temple's rending veil 
Tells the priest the awful tale. 

6 
But, the third day's dawning come, 
Lo ! the Saviour leaves the tomb ! 
Re-ascends his native sky, — 
Where he lives no more to die. 

7 
On hisv cross he builds his throne, 
Whence he makes his glories known,- 
Sends his Spirit down, to give 
Dying sinners grace to live. 



264. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



Praise to the Redeemer. 

SEE, Lord, thy willing subject bows. 
Adoring, low before thy throne : 
Accept my humble, cheerful vows ; 
Thou art my Sov'reign — thou alone. 

2 
Smile on my soul, and bid me sing 
In concert with the choir above, 
The glories of my Saviour, King, — 
The condescensions of his love. 

3 
Amazing love ! that stoop'd so low. 
To view with pity's melting eye 
A wretch deserving endless woe ! 
Amazing love !— did Jesus die?— 

4 
He died, to raise to life and joy 
The vile, the guilty, the undone : 
Oh, let his praise my hours employ 
Till hours no more their circles run! 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



He died ! — ye seraphs, tune your songs ! 
Resound, resound the Saviour's name ! 
For nought below immortal tongues, 
Can ever reach the wondrous theme. 



%65. 



C, M. Steele. 

Praise to the Redeemer. 

TO oar Redeemer's glorious name, 
Awake the sacred song ! 
Oh ! may his love (immortal flame !) 
Tune ev'ry heart and tongue. 
2 
His love — ^what mortal thought can reach ' 
What mortal tongue display? 



^QQ. 



Imagination's utmost stretch 

In wonder dies away. 
3 
Let wonder still with love unite. 

And gratitude and joy ; 
Jesus be our supreme delight, — 

His praise our best employ. 
4 
Jesus ! who left his throne on high, — 

Left the bright realms of bliss. 
And came to earth to bleed and die ! — 

Was ever love like this ! 
5 
Oh ! may the sweet, the blissful tbeme, 

Fill ev'ry heart and tongue ; 
Till strangers love thy charming name, 

Aiid join the sacred song. 

10s. 



Praise to the Redeemer. 



267. 



ALL hail ! incarnate God, divinely fair ; 
Around thy throne bright beams of glory play, 
Beyond the stars, above the rolling spheres, 
Amid the blaze of one eternal day. 

2 
Oh, for a thousand hearts to love thy name .' 
A thousand tongues to sound thy glories high ! 
To spread abroad thine everlasting fame, 
And join the hallelujahs of the sky ! 

3 
There, in the realms of bright, celestial day. 
My soul shall bless thee in sublimer lays ; 
Shall see thy glories in their full display. 
And sing a nobler, sweeter song of praise. 



L. M; 



A Hymn in memory of the Saviour, by 

Krishnu,the first baptized Hindoo. 

From the Bengalee. 

2Tira.ii,8. Lukexxii.l9. 1 Cor. xi. 24,25. 

OTHOU, my soul, forget no more 
The Friend who all thy sorrows bore ; 
Let ev'ry idol be forgot ; 
But, O my soul, forget Him not. 

2 
Lo ! God for thee a body takes, 
Thy guilt assumes, thy fetters breaks. 
Discharging all thy dreadful debt; — 
And canst thou e'er such love forget 1 



Renounce thy works and ways, with grief. 
And fly to this divine relief; 
Nor Him forget, who left his throne 
And for thy life gave up his oavik 

4 
Infinite truth and mercy shine 
In Him, and he himself is thine : 
And canst thou then, with sin beset, 
Such charms, such matchless charms foi'get? 

5 
Oh ! no—till life itself depart. 
His name shall cheer and warm my heart ; 
And lisping this, from earth I'll rise. 
And join the chorus of the skies. 



WORSHIP. 



Prayer and Praise. 



268. 



C. M. Heginbothom. 
Never-ending Praise to the Redeemer. 
Rev. i. 5, 6. 

TO thee, my Saviour and my Lord, 
A lofty song I'll raise. 
While life inspires my glowing heart. 
And forms my lips to praise. 
2 
Worthy for ever is the Lamb, 

That took mysins away: 
But oh ! what tribute can I give, — 
What equal honors pay ? 
3 
Millions of saints thy grace proclaim, 

In nobler strains above ; 
But not an angel's tongue can teli 
The wonders of thy love. 
4 
Blest seraphs sing thy matchless love. 

And shout thy high renown ; 
Archangels, at thy sacred feet 
Lay their bright honors down. 
5 
Reign, mighty Prince, for ever reign. 

Till Deatli himself be dead ; 
And let eternal ages show'r 
Their blessings on thy head. 



Thus will I sing till nature fail. 

Till sense and language die ; 
And then resume the pleasing theme 

In happier worlds on high. 

2u9» C. M. Cennick. 

Christ the Burden of the Song. 
Rev. V. 11—13. 

THOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb ! 
We love to hear of thee : 
No music 's like thy charming name. 
Nor half so sweet can be. 
2 
let us hear thy pard'ning voice 

In mercy to us speak ; 
And in our Priest we will rejoice, — 
Thou great Melchisedec ! 
3 
Jesus shall ever be our theme 

While in this v/orld we stay ; 
We'll sing of Jesus' lovely name 
When all things else decay. 
4 
When we appear in yonder cload. 

With all thy favor'd throng, 
Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, — 
And Christ shall be our song. 



Private Worship. 



270. C. M. E. 

Retirement and Meditation. 
Gen. sxiv. 63. 

RETIR'D from noise, my silent 
thoughts 
On things celestial muse ; 
Reflection calmly looks behind, 
While faith the future views. 
2 
Here, all is rest and sweet repose ; ,. 

Here, all my sorrows cease ; 

For Jesus meets my spirit here. 

And kindly whispers peace. 

2>l\. C. M. COWPER. 

Retirement and Devotion. 
Matt. vi. 6. xiv.23. Acts x. 9. 

FAR from the world, Lord, I ^ee,— 
From strife and tumult far ; 
From scenes where Satan wages still 
His most successful war. 



The calm retreat, the silent shade. 

With pray'r and praise agree ; 
And seem, by thy sweet bounty, made 

For those who follow thee. 
3 
There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, 

And grace her mean abode. 
Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love. 

She communes with her God ! 
4 
There, like the nightingale, she pours 

Her solitary lays ; 
Nor asks a witness of her song. 

Nor thirsts for human praise. 
5 
Author and guardian of my life. 

Sweet source of light divine ; 
And — (all harmonious names in one)-— 

My Saviour, — thou art mine ! 

What thanks I owe thee, and what love 1 

A boundless, endless store 
Shall echo through the realms above. 

When time shall be no more. 



WORSHIP. 



Private IT orship. 



^72 • 12.11. 12.11. T.Moore. 

Private Devotion. 

Matt. vi. 6. xiv. 23. Acts x. 9. 

AS down in the sunless retreats of the ocean 
Sweet flow'rets are springing no mortal can S€e ; 
So, deep in my soul, the still pray'r of devotion, 
Unheard by the world, rises silent to thee. 
2 
As still to the star of its worship, though cloaded, 

The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea ; 

So, dark as I roam, in this wintry world shrouded, 

The hope of my spirit turns, trembling, to thee. 



'^iO- r.6. 746. COWPER'SGOION. 

Solitude and Love. 

THERE'S not an echo round me 
But I am glad should learn 
How pure a fire has found me, — 

The love with which I burn. 
But few attend with pleasure 

To what I would reveal ; 
They slight me out of measure. 

And laugh at all I feell 
2 
The rocks receive less proudly 

The story of my flame ; 
When I approach, they loudly 

Reverberate his name-: 
I speak to them of sadness. 

And comforts at a stand ; — 
They bid me look for gladness, 

And better days at hand. 
3 
Far from all habitation 

I heard a happy sound, 



Big with the consolation 

My soul has often found : 
I said, " My lot is sorrow. 

My grief has no alloy ; " — 
The rocks replied, " To-morrow,— 

To-morrow brings thee joy." 
4 
These sweet, these heav'nly tidings, 

What bliss it is to hear ! 
In all my griefs and chidings. 

My weakness and my fear : 
No sooner I receive them. 

Than I forget my pain ; 
And, happy to believe them, 

I love as much again. 
5 
In this sequester'd corner 

None hear what I express ; 
Deliver'd from the scoruer. 

What peace do I possess i 
No troubles here surprise me ; 

I sing my cares away ; 
While Providence supplies me. 

And guards me all the day. 



Public fVorship. 



■^i^' l-isth, Francis. 

On opening a Place of Worship. 

1 Kings viii. 27—29. 2 Chr. vi. 18—20. 

GREAT King of glory, come, 
And with thy favor crown 
This temple as thy home. 
This people as thine own ; 
12 



Beneatli this roof, oh ! deign to show 
How God can dwell with men below. 
2 

Here, may thine ears attend 

Our interceding cries ; 

And grateful praise ascend 

Like incense to the skies : 
Here, may thy word melodious sound. 
And spread celestial joys around. 



WORSHIP. 



Public Worship, 



Here, may onr nnborn sons. 

And daughters sound thy praise ; 

And shine, like polish'd stones. 

Through long succeeding days : 
Here, Lord, display thy saving pow'r. 
While temples stand, and men adore. 



275, 



c. 



Steele. 



Intreating the Presence of Christ in his 
Churches. 

Hag. ii. 7. Mai. iii. 1. Matt, xviii. 20. 
John XX. 19. 26. 

COME, thon Desire of all thy saints, 
Our humble tribute own. 
While with our praises and complaints 
We bow before thy throne. 
2 
How shwild onr songs, like those above, 

With warm devotion rise ! 
How should our souls, on wings of love, 
Mount upward to the skies ! 
3 
But ah ! the song how faint it flows ! 

How languid our desire ! 
How cold the sacred passion glows. 
Till thou the heart inspire ! 
4 
Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine. 

And till thy dwellings here ; 
Till life, and love, and joy divine, 
A heav'n on earth appear. 
5 
Then shall our hearts, enraptur'd, say, 

Come, great Redeemer, come ; 
And bring the bright, the glorious day. 
That calls thy children home. 



276. 



S. M. 



S. Stennett. 



The Pleasures of Social Worship. 
Ps. Ixxxiv. 1. ; 

HOW charming is the place 
Where my Redeemer, God, 
Unveils the beauties of his face. 
And sheds his love abroad. 

2 
Not the fair palaces 
To which the great resort 
Are once to be compar'd with this, 
Where Jesus holds his court. 



Here, on the mercy-seat. 
With radiant glory crown'd. 

Our joyful eyes behold him sit. 
And smile on all around. 

4 
To him their pray'rs and cries 
Each humble soul presents : 

He listens to their broken sighs, 
And grants them all their wants. 

5 
Give me, O Lord, a place 
Within thy blest abode ; 

Among the children of thy grace — 
The servants of my God. 



277. 



7s. 



TVRNER. 



Hotv amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord 
of hosts ! 

Ps. Ixxxiv. 1. 

LORD of hosts, how lovely, feir, 
Ev'n on earth thy temples are ! 
Here thy waiting people see 
Much of heav'n, and much of thee. 

2 
From thy gracious presence fl^ows 
Bliss that softens all our woes ; 
While thy Spirit's holy fire 
Warms our hearts with pure desire. 

3 
Here, we supplicate thy throne ; 
Here, thy pard'ning grace is known ; 
Here, we learn thy righteous ways, — 
Taste thy love, and sing thy praise. 

4 
Thus with sacred songs of joy 
We the happy hours employ ; 
Love, and long to love thee more. 
Till from earth to heav'n we soar. 



278. 



L.M. 



Browne. 



God present in his Churches ; or, Delight 
in Ordifiances. 

Ex. XX. 24. 1 Kings ix. 3. 2 Chr. vii. 15,16. 
Ps. xxvi. 8. xxvii. 4. Ixxxiv. 10. 



9r¥lIS the fair dawn of heav'nly day, 

i To heav'nly bliss the shining way. 
When to his temple God descends. 
And there converses with his friends. 



WORSHIP. 



Public Worship, 



With beams of smiling majesty. 

He awes, and yet invites them nigh; — 

His glory and his grace displays. 

And shines with bright, but friendly rays. 

3 
While hov'ring o'er the happy place, 
The Spirit sheds his heav'nly grace; 
To fix our thoughts, our hearts to raise. 
And tune our souls to love and praise. 

4 
'Tis here we learn the blessed skill 
To know and do onr Maker's will ; 
And, while we hear, and sing, and pray, 
With heav'nly joy we soar away. 

5 
These are the dearest hours I know,— 
The sweetest joys of all below : 
Here I would choose my fis'd abode. 
And dwell for ever near my God. 



279. 



8.7. 8.7. 



Allan's Col. 



The Gospel Message. 
% Cor. V. 20. 

SINNERS, will yon scorn the message 
Sent in mercy from above 1 
Ev'ry sentence, oh, how tender ! 
Ev*ry line is full of love ! 



Hear the heralds of the gospel 
News from Sion's King proclaim ; 

To each rebel sinner — pardon — 
Free forgiveness in his name. 

280. C. M. Watts. 

Appearing before God, Tiereand Ttereafter 
Ps. xlii. 2. xvii. 15. 

I LOVE to see my Lord below ; 
His church displays his grace ; 
But upper worlds his glory know. 
And view him face to face. 
2 
I love to worship at his feet. 

Though sin annoy me there ; 
But saints exalted near his seat. 
Have no assaults to fear. 
3 
I'm pleas'd to meet him in his court. 

And taste his heav'nly love ; 
But still I think his visits short. 
Or I too soon remove. 
4 
He shines, and I am all delight ; 

He hides, and all is pain : 
When will he fix me in his sight, 
And ne'er depart again ! 



CHRISTIAN. 



TTie Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 



Jol. 8.7. 8,7. N0RM.IN. 

The Wounded Sinner. 

Lam.iii.13. 1 Kings viii. 38. Rom.vii.24. 

WHERE, beneath heav'n's spreading 
azure. 
Breathes the hopeless wretch like me ? 
Whose distresses know no measure, 
And no wish'd cessation see. 
2 
Had I but one hope, reviving, 

That these wounds would ever heal ; 
Prom that hope, new life deriving, 
Oh, what transports should I feel ! 



Can I, — ^may I, — loathsome, wounded,- 
Turn these guilty eyes to heav'n ; 

Hope, — thus wretched and confounded,- 
Healing will to me be giv'n ? 

4 

On my mis'ry, kind Physician, 
Turn thy sympathizing eye ; 

Nor reject with stem dismission 
One that to thy cross would fly. 



Here, my gtiilty state deploring, 
At thy feet I'll cast me down ; 

Here, resolv'd to die imploring, — 
(If I die,) — before thy throne. 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 

^0/2. The Investigator. 

The Shipwrecked Sinner Saved. 

O PLEASURE ! thine aspect is bright, 
And sweet is the sound of thy voice :— 
I saw thee, I heard thee, with heedless delight, 

And made thee my earliest choice ! 

Youth urg'd me, with ardour, along — 

Health freshen'd the air with his breath — 
Prosperity gladden'd my ears with her song. 

And Glory display'd his bright wreath : — 
Joy's river flow'd smooth — on its margin there stood 
Young Rapture, inviting — I plung'd in the flood ! 
2 

How grateful the waves were at first. 

As, fearless, I lav'd in the stream f 
TBot lo ! a wild hurricane over me burst — 

I woke from my perilous dream I 

What terrors had gather'd around ! 

What horrors of darkness unknown I 
The train that ensnar'd me, no longer was fotind — 

Heav'n's smile was exchang'd for a frown ! 
The scenes of delight I had view'd were no more : — 
The music was drown'd in the hurricane's roarl 
3 

Some guardian, invisible hand 

Bore me up on the treacherous tide : 
Deserted I lay on the desolate strand. 

With Misery crouch'd at my side : 

Rude — rude was her hated embrace ; 

I struggled in vain to get free : 
Save Danger and Ruin, no form could I trace. 

Flames only— red flames— could I see. 
Ascending, approaching — their prey to devour — 
I shrunk — but my liiribs were divested of pow'r ! 
4 

Dark — dark was the tempest without — 

Keen — ^keen was the torture within ; 
By the terrors of hell I was compass'd about — 

I felt them already begin : — 

Despair was advancing, to gnaw 

The spring of my spirit away — 
Each flash to my .sight plac'd the curse of the law, 

And my sins, in their dreadful array : 
Fear shook me — astonishment sat on my eye, 
While conscience extorted the heart-rending sigh ! 
5 

When lo I in that moment of fear. 

Broke, mildly, Hope's tremulous ray ; 
The accents of Mercy fell soft on my ear, 

And thus seem'd the seraph to say : — ' 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profession, 



" Look — look to thy crucified Lord ! 

See -where he lies bleeding for thee ! 
Hark ! — ' Come, I will save thee I ' — Believe on his word 

Flee — flee to the refuge — oh, flee ! " 
I heard, I obey'd — for his love drew me on — 
I clang to his cross — and niy terrors were gone ! 
6 

Oh ! sweet was the peace h^ bestow'd ! 

Oh ! pure were the raptures I knew ! 
My blood-ransom'd spirit with gratitude glow'd — 

To serve — to obey him, I flew : 

All — all I had once long'd to gain 

Was now but accounted as dross ; 
Earth's riches, and honors, and pleasures — how vain ! 

I gloried alone in his cross ! 
For Jesus alone it was pleasure to live — 
My life for his sake I was ready to give ! 
7 

That life I at length shall resign. 

And a better receive at his hand : 
Jle will raise me, to shine in his image divine, — 

With him in his glory to stand ! 

Already the gloom is withdrawn ; 

Already has Misery fled ; 
Already the day is beginning to dawn. 

And the crown is approaching my head : 
I shall see him, and dwell with him — ever shall see, — 
For ever shall dwell, dearest Saviour, with thee I 
8 

Religion ! — I make thee my choice : 

Thine aspect to me is more bright, — 
Far sweeter to me is the sound of thy voice, 

Than ever was earthly delight : 

Repentance may stand at thy side, — 

Affliction may walk in thy train, — 
But Faith, at thy bidding, my footsteps shall guide. 

And Hope my faint spirit sustain ; 
And charity— love which for ever shall glow- 
Shall fill me with rapture earth cannot bestow. 



283. 



8.6. 8.8.6. COWPER. 
Tfui Enchantment dissolved. 
2 Cor. v. 17. 

BLINDED in youth, by Satan's arts, 
The world, to our unpractis'd hearts, 
A flatt'ring prospect shows ; 
Our fancy forms a thousand schemes 
Of gay delights, and golden dreams. 
And undisturb'd repose. 
2 
But, while we listen with surprise, 
The charm dissolves, the vision dies, — 
'Tis bat enchanted ground : 



And if the Lord our spirit touch. 
The world, which promis'd us so touch, 
A wilderness is found. 
3 
At first we start, and feel distress'd, 
Convinc'd we never can have rest 

In such a wretched place ; 
But he, whose mercy breaks the charm. 
Reveals his own almighty arm. 

And bids us seek his face. 
4 
Then we begin to live indeed, 
When from our sin and bondage freed. 

By this beloved Friend ; 
We follow him from day to day, 
Assur'd of grace through all the way, 

And glory at the end. 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 



284. 



CM. 



COWPER- 



Commencement of Spiritual Life ; or, the 
Happy Change. 

2 Cor. V. 17. 

HOW blest thy creature is, O Lord, 
When with a single eye 
He views the lustre of thy word, — 
The day-spring from on high ! 
2 
Through all the storms that veil the skies, 

And frown on earthly things, 
ITie Sun of righteousness he eyes. 
With healing on his wings. 
3 
The soul, a dreary province, once, 

Of Satan's dark domain. 
Feels a new empire form'd within. 
And owns a heav'nly reign. 
4 
The glorious orb, whose golden beams 

The fruitful year control. 
Since first, obedient to thy word. 
He started from the goal — 
5 
Has cheer*d the nations with the joys 

His orient rays impart ; 
But, Jesus, 'tis thy light alone 
Can shine upon the heart ! 



285. 



D. L. M. Cunningham. 



Enjoyments unattainable in the World, 
found in God. 

Matt. vii. 11. Luke xi. 13. 

HOW oft the world's alluring smile 
Has tempted, only to beguile ! 
It promis'd health — in one short hour 
Perish'd the fair, but tender flow'r ; 
It promis'd riches — in a day 
They made them wings and fled away ; 
It promis'd friends— all sought their own, 
And left my widow'd heart alone. 

2 
Lord I with the barren service gpent. 
To thee my suppliant knee I bent : 
And found in thee a Father's grace, — 
His hand, his heart, his faithfulness; — 
The voice of peace, the smile of love. 
The bread that feeds thy saints above ; 
And tasted in this world of woe, 
A joy its children never know. 



286. 



C. M. 



DODDEIDGE. 



Asking the Way to Sion. 
Jer. 1. 5. 

INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way 
That leads to Sion's hill ; 
And thither set your steady face. 
With a detej-min'd will. 
2 
Invite the strangers all around 

Your pious march to join ; 
And spread the sentiments yon feel, 
Of faith and love divine. 
3 
Oh ! come, and to his temple haste, 

And seek his favor there ; 
Before his footstool humbly bow. 
And pour your fervent pray'r. 
4 
Oh ! come, and join your souls to God, 

In everlasting bands ; 
And seize the blessings.he bestows. 
With thankful hearts and handsk 



287. 



148th. From Jane Taylor. 



Desiring to part tvith the World for the 
Saviour. 

Matt, xix. 21. Mark x. 21. 

Luke xvlii. 22. 

COME, my fond, flutt'ring heart,— 
Come, struggle to be free : 

Thou and the world must part. 

However hard it be ; 
My trembling spirit owns it just, 
But still lies cleaving to the dust. 
2 

Ye tempting sweets, forbear — 

Ye dearest idols, fall : 

My love ye must not share ; 

Jesus shall have it all : 
Though painful and acute the smart. 
His love can heal the bleeding heart. 
3 

Ye fair, enchanting throng. 

Ye golden dreams, adieu ! 

Earth has prevail'd too long ; 

Too long I've cherish'd you : 
Forbidden joys of early years 
Demand my penitential tears. 



CHRISTIAN. 



TTie Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 



In Gilead there is balm, 

A kind Physician there. 

My fever'd mind to calm. 

And save me from despair : 
Aid me, dear Saviour ! set me free : 
My all I would resign for thee. 
5 

Oh ! may I feel thy worth ; 

And let no idol dare — 

No vanity of earth. 

With thee, my Lord, compare : 
Now, bid all earthly joys depart, 
And reign unrivali'd in my heart ! 



288. 



L.M. 



Watts. 



Farewell to tJte World. 
1 John ii. 15. 

DEAD be my heart to all below ; 
To mortal joys and mortal cares ; 
To sensual bliss, that charms us so. 
Be dark, my eyes, — and deaf, my ears. 

2 
All earthly joys are overweigh'd 
With mountains of vexatious care ; 
And Where's the sweet that is not laid 
A bait to some destructive snare 1 

3 
Begone for ever, mortal things ! 
Thou mighty mole-hill, earth, farewell ! 
Angels aspire on lofty wings. 
And leave the globe for ants to dwell. 

4 
Come, heav'n, and fill my vast desires ; 
My thoughts, pursue the sov'reign good : 
My soul was made of heav'nly fires. 
Nor can she live on meaner food. 



289. 



L.M. 



Steele. 



Bidding adieu to Earthly Pleasures. 
1 John ii. 15. 

YE gay deceivers of the mind, 
Ye dreams of happiness, adieu : 
No more your soft enchantments bind ; 
This heart was never made for you. 

2 
The brightest joy your smile can boast 
Is but a moment's gHtfriug light; 
It sparkles now, and now 'tis lost — 
Extinguish'd in the shades of night. 



Begone, with all your soothing charms : 
Pleasure on earth ! — '0 empty niime ! 
Superior joy my bosom warms, 
And Heav'n approves the sacred flame. 

4 
To perfect bliss my soul aspires. 
That shines with never-fading ray ; " 
Nothing can satiate my desires 
But full delight, and endless joy. 

5 
Blest be the kind, the gracious pow*r, 
That gently call'd, and bade me rise; 
And taught my nobler thoughts to soar 
To happiness beyond the skies. 



290. 



CM. Hegimbotbom. 

Resigning the World for Heaven. 

Matt. xix. 21. Mark x. 21. Luke xii. 33. 
xviii. 22. 

NO ! — I will cleave to earth no more 
No more its joys pursue ; 
My heart disdains the flatt'ring snare. 
And bids the world adieu. 
2 
Farewell, vain world ! to all thy blisa. 

To all thy glitt'ring store ; 
Thine airy dreams, thy specious charms. 
Delude my eyes no more. 
3 
To nobler realms my ardent hopes 

With sweet ambition rise ; 
No thief can steal, no rust devour. 
Nor moth corrupt my joys. 
4 
My soul, by pow'r divine secnr'd 

From ev'ry painful fear. 

Shall see eternal ages roll. 

And still be happy there. 

291' L.M. B.Seward. 

Deadness to the World. 

Gal. vi. 14. 

COME, blessed Jesus, quickly come. 
And mark the bright, celestial way; 
Within my breast erect thy throne. 
Nor let me faint through long delay. 

2 
I'm weary of these earthly toys,— 
The world, and all its flatt'ring charms ; 
My heart aspires to purer joys, 
And Christ alone my bosom warms. 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 



With coldness and contempt I view 
These vain, these transitory scenes ; 
Since grace has form'd my heart anew, 
And wak'd me from delusive dreams. 

4 
My hope, my treasure, and my rest. 
My heart — my all is fix'd above ; 
The kingdoms of the world possess'd 
Are vain without my Saviour's love. 

2y^, CM. Newton. 

Old things are passed away. 
2 Cor. V. 17. 1 John li. 15. 

LET worldly minds the world pursue. 
It has no charms for me ; 



Once I admir'd its trifles too, 

But grace has set me free. 
2 
Its pleasures now no longer please ; 

No more content afiFord : 
Far from my heart be joys like these, 

Now I have seen the Lord. 
3 
As by the light of op'ning day 

The stars ai-e all conceal'd ; 
So earthly pleasures fade away 

When Jesus is reveal'd. 
4 
Creatures no more divide my choice ; 

I bid them all depart : 
His name, his love, his gracious voice. 

Have fix'd my roving heart. 



293. 



Old 50th. 



Parting with all for Christ. 
Matt. xix. 27. Mark x. 28. Luke xviii. 28. v. 11. 



FREELY, for thee, dear Saviour, I forego 
All earthly joys, and welcome want and woe ; 
For thee the world's contempt and shame sustain, 
And count reproach and poverty my gain : 
The rich and great may boast their proud possession ; 
I'm rich and happy with thine approbation. 
2 
Were all the worlds of light and gloiy mine. 
Blest with thy smiles, I could the whole resign : 
Worldlings, for me, might seize the mighty store ; 
If thou art mine, I never can be poor : 
Thou art my never-failing spring of pleasure, 
My boundless bliss, my never-wasting treasure. 



-^y^. 8.8.6. 8.8.6. 

Susannah Harrison. 
The Christian's Choice. 
Ps. cxik. 111. 173. 

TELL me no more of earthly toys. 
Of sinful mirth, of carnal joys, — 
The things I lov'd before : 
Let me but view my Saviour's face, 
And feel his animating grace, 
And I desire no more. 



Tell me no more of fame and wealth : 
Tell me no more of ease and health ; 

For these have all their snares : 
Let me but know my sins forgiv'n, — 
But see my name enroU'd in heav'n,- 

And I am free from cares. 

3 
Tell me no more of lofty tow'rs. 
Delightful gardens, fragrant bow'rs ; 

For these are trifling things : 
The little room for me design'd 
Will suit as well my easy mind 

As palaces of kings. 



CHRISTIAN. 



ITie Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 



Tell me no more of crowding guests. 
Of sumptuous feasts and gaudy dress. 

Extravagance and waste : , 

My little table, only spread [bread, 

With wholesome herbs and wholesome 

Will better suit my taste. 
5 
(Grive me a Bible in my hand,— 
A heart to read and understand 

That sure, unerring word ; — 
I'd urge no company to stay. 
But sit alone from day to day. 

And converse with the Lord. 

^y<3» C. M. Doddridge. 
The Choice of Moses. 
Heb. xi. 24—26. 

MY soul, with all thy waken'd pow'rs, 
Survey the heav'nly prize ; 
Nor let these glitt'ring toys of earth 
Allure thy wand'ring eyes. 
2 
The splendid crown which Moses sought 

Still beams around his brow ; 
Though soon great Pharaoh's sceptred pride 
Was taught by death to bow. 
3 
The joys and treasures of a day 

We cheerfully resign ; 
Rich in that large, immortal store, 
Secur'd by grace divine. 
4 
Let fools our wiser choice deride ; 

Angels and God approve ; 
Nor Bcorn of men, nor rage of hell. 
Our steadfast souls shall move. 
5 
With ardent eyes, that bright reward 

We daily would survey; 
And in the blooming prospect lose 
The sorrows of the way. 



296. 



L. M. 



Doddridge. 



Mary's Happy Choice. 
Luke X. 42. 

BESET with snares on ev'ry hand. 
In life's uncertain path I stand : 
Saviour divine, diffuse thy light. 
To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 
K 



w 



Engage this roving, treach'rous heart 

To fix on Mary's better part ; 

To scorn the trifles of a day, 

For joys that none can take away. 

3 
Then let the wildest storms arise ; 
Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; 
No fatal shipwreck shall I fear. 
But all my treasure with me bear. 

4 
If thou, my Saviour, still be nigh, 
Cheerful I live, and joyful die ; 
Secure, when mortal comforts flee. 
To find ten thousand worlds in thee. 

^97 • L. M. COWPER. 

Choosing the Narrow Way. 

Matt. vii. 13, 14. Luke xiii. 24. 

HAT thousands never knew the 
road ! 

What thousands hate it when 'tis known ! 
None but the chosen tribes of God 
Will seek or choose it for their own. 

2 
A thousand ways in ruin end ; 
One only leads to joys on high : 
By that my willing steps ascend, 
Pleas'd with a journey to the sky. 

3 
No more I ask, or hope to find. 
Delight or happiness below : 
Sorrow may well possess the mind 
That feeds where thorns and thistles grow. 

4 
The joy that fades is not for me ; 
I seek immortal joys above : 
There glory without end shall be 
The bright reWard of faith and Jove. 

^yo. 73, Montgomery. 

Choosing the Portion of God's Heritage. 

Ruth i. 16, 17. Is. xliv. 5. Jer. 1. 5. 
2 Cor. viii. 5. 

PEOPLE of the living God .' 
I have sought the world around,— ' 
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,— 
Peace and comfort nowhere found. 

2 . 
Now, to yon my spirit turns,— 
Turns— a fugitive unblest : 
Brethren, where your altar bums, 
There, with you I long to rest. 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 



Lonely I no longer roam. 
Like the cloud, the wind, the wave; 
Where you dwell shall be my home. 
Where you die shall be my grave : — 

4 
Mine the God whom you adore ; 
Your Redeemer shall be mine : 
Earth can fill my heart no more ; 
Ev'ry idol I resign. 



2.99- 



L. M. 



Grigg. 



Not ashamed of Christ. 
Mark viii. 38. Luke ix. 26. Acts v. 41. 

JESUS ! and shaU it ever be— 
A mortal man asham'd of thee 1 
Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise ? 
Whose glories shine through endless days? 

2 
Asham'd of Jesus ? sooner far 
Let ev'ning blush to own a star ! 
He sheds the beams of light divine 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 
Asham'd of Jesus ? just as soon 
Let midnight be asham'd of noon!— 
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, 
Bright Morning Star! bid darkness flee. 

4 
Asham'd of Jesus ? that dear friend 
On whom my hopes of heav'n depend? 
No ! when I blush, be this my shame,^ — 
That I no more revere his name. 

5 
Asham'd of Jesus? yes, I may 
When I've no guilt to" wash away, — 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
No fears to quell, no soul to save I 

6 
Till then — (nor is my boasting vain)— 
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain ! 
And oh ! may this my glory be, — 
That Christ is not asham'd of me ! 



300. 



S.6. 8.8. Edmeston. 

Whosoever shall confess me before men, 
him shall the Son of man also confess 
before the angels of God. 

Luke xii. 8, 9. Matt. x. 32, 33. 
Heb. xiii. 13. 

THE tauiits and frowns of men on earth. 
What are they all to me? 



Oh I they are things of little worth, 

Weigh'd with one smile from Thee : 
Thy suff'rings. Lord, were deeper, far. 
Than all these stingless trifles are ! 

2 
Ah ! should I fear to own thy name. 

And shudder at a frown,— 
How could I bear the martyr's flame. 

And win the martyr's crown ? 
Shame ! in this day of peace, to fear 
The sinner's jest, the scorner's sneer. 

3 
If while on earth I feel no shame 

To own my Saviour's love. 
He will confess my worthless name 

Before the hosts above : 
Oh, happy barter !— to have giv'n 
Earth's fading fame for that of heav'n ! 



301. 



7.6. 7.6. 7.7. 



TopLADY's Col. 



/ determined not to know any thing among 
you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified. 

1 Cor. ii. 2. Gal. vi. 14. 

VAIN, delusive world, adieu, 
With all of creature good ; 
Only Jesus I pursue. 

Who bought me with his blood ; 
All thy pleasures I forego, — 
All thy wealth, and all thy pride : 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 
2 
Turning to my rest again. 

The Saviour I adore ; 
He relieves my grief and pain. 

And bids me weep no more : 
Rivers of salvation flow 
From his head, his hands, his side : 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 
3 
Him to know, is life and peace, 

And pleasure without end ; 
This is all my happiness, 

On Jesus to depend, — 
Daily in his grace to grow, 
In his favor to abide : 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 



Him, in all iny works, I seek, 
Who hung upon the tree ; 

Only of his love I speak 
Who freely died for me : 

While I sojourn here below 

Nothing I desire beside ; 

Only Jesus will I know. 
And Jesus crucified. 



302. 



L. M. 



StEEL£. 



Self-mrrender to the Lord. 

Is. xliv. 5. Zeeh. xiii. 9. 

2 Cor. viii. 5. 

THEE, dearest Lord, my heart adores ; 
I would be thine, and only thine ; 
To thee my heart, and all its pow'rs, 
I would with full consent resign. 

2 
But ah ! this weak, inconstant mind. 
How frail ! how prone from thee to stray ! 
Trifles, as empty as the wind. 
Can tempt my roving thoughts away. 

3 
Sure I am thine — or why this load 
When earthly vanities beguile "? 
Why do I mourn an absent God, 
And languish for thy cheering smile ? 

4 
If thou return, how sweet the joy 1 
Though mix'd with penitential smart : 
Then I despise each tempting toy. 
And long to give thee all my heart. 

5 
Come, Lord, thy sov'reign pow'r display,— 
Resistless pow'r of love divine ! — 
And drive these hated foes away. 
And make me thine — entirely thine ! 



303. 



BOWRING. 



Self -surrender to the Lord. 

Is. xliv. 5. Zech. xiii. i 

2 Cor. viii. 5. 

ALL that I possess is thine ; 
All I have to thee I owe ; 
Dare I call my being mine % 
Life, or breath, or comfort ?— No ! 
Lord ! I dedicate to thee 
All that thou hast giv'n to me. 



Thou wilt be my Father yet. 
Kind as thou hast ever been ; 
Can thy love thy child forget, 
Wand'ring through this twilight scene ? 
Never! — oh! how sweet to me 
'Tis to trust my all with thee I 

3 
Should my heart a moment fail. 
Should my steps a moment stray, — 
Trav'lling through this tearful vale, — 
Guide me in the narrow way ; 
In the way that leads me on, 
To thy glory, to thy throne. 



304, 



CM. 



Watts. 



The Heart given away. 
Pr. xxiii. 26. 

IF there be passions in my soul, — 
(And passions sure there be !) 
Now they are all at thy controul, 
My Jesus, all for thee. 
2 
If love, that pleasing pow'r, can rest 

In hearts so hard as mine, — 
Come, dearest Saviour, to my breast, 
For all ray love is thine. 
3 
Let the gay world, with treach'rous art, 

Allure my eyes in vain ; 
I have convey'd away my heart, 
Ne'er to return again. 
4 
I feel my warmest passions dead 

To all that earth can boast : 
This soul of mine was never made 
For vanity and dust, 
5 
Now, I can fix my thoughts above. 

Amid these flatt'ring charms ; 
Till the dear Lord that has my love 
Shall call me to his arms. 

<J\)0* CM. Doddridge. 

Sincere Love to Jesus Christ. 

John xxi. 15 — 17, 

DO not I love thee, O my Lord 1 
Behold my heart, and see ; 
And turn each cursed idol out. 
That dares to rival thee. 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profession, 



2 

Do not I love thee from my soul 1 

Then let me nothing love : 
Dead be my heart to ev'ry joy 

When Jesus cannot move. 
3 
Is not thy name melodious still 

To my attentive ear ? 
Does not each pulse VFith pleasure bound 

My Saviour's voice to hear? 
4 
Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock 

I would disdain to feed ? 
Hast thou a foe, before whose face 

I fear thy cause to plead 1 
5 
Would not my ardent spirit vie 

With angels round the throne. 
To execute thy sacred will. 

And make thy glory known ? 
6 
Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lprd ; 

But oh ! I long to soar 
Far from the sphere of mortal joys. 

And learn to love thee more. 

OkJKJ, cm. Heginbothom. 

Supreine Love to Jesus Christ. 

John xxi. 15—17. 

BLEST Jesus ! when my soaring 
thoughts 
O'er all thy graces rove. 
How is my soul in transport lost — 
In wonder, joy, and love ! 
2 
Not softest strains can charm my ears 

Like thy beloved name ; 
Nor aught beneath the skies inspire 
My heart with equal flame. 



Where'er I look, my wond'ring eyes 

Unnumber'd blessings see ; 
But what is life, with all its bliss. 

If once compar'd with thee ? 
4 
Hast thou a rival in my breast ? 

Search, Lord, for thou canst tell 
If aught can raise my passions thus. 

Or please my soul so well. 
5 
No — thou art precious to my heart, 

My portion and my joy : 
For ever let thy boundless grace 

My sweetest thoughts employ. 
6 
When nature faints ; — around my b€d 

Oh ! let thy glories shine : 
And Death shall all his terrors lose, 

In raptures so divine. 



307. 



308. 



8.8.6. 8.8. 8.6. Watts. 
Love to Christ stronger than Death, 
Cant. viii. 6. 

NOT the rich world of minds above 
Can pay the mighty debt of Jove 

I owe to Christ my God : 
With suff'rings none but he could feel* 
He sav'd my guilty soul from hell : 
Not the first seraph's tongue can tell 

The value of his blood. 
2 
Kindly he seiz'd me in his arms, 
From the false world's delusive charms. 

With force divinely sweet : 
Had I ten thousand lives my own. 
At his demand, with cheerful hand, 
I'd pay the vital treasure down 

In tributes at his feet. 

COVFPER'S GciON. 



/ delight to do thy will, O my God. 
Ps. xl. 8. 

TO me 'tis equal whether Love ordain 
My life or death— appoint me pain or ease; 
My soul perceives no real ill in pain ; 
In ease or health no real good she sees. 

2 
One good she covets, and that good alone, — 
To choose thy will, from selfish bias free ; 
And to prefer a cottage to a throne, 
And grief to comfort— if it pleases thee. 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profession, 



309. 



CM. 



Steele. 



Jesus Christ the Christian's best Beloved. 



Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 



1 Pet. ii. 7. 



DEAR centre of my best desires, 
And sov'reign of my heart I 
What sweet delight thy name inspires ! 
What bliss thy smiles impart ! 
2 
Too oft, alas ! my passions rove 
In search of meaner charms; 
Trifles, unworthy of my love, 
Divide me from thine arms. 
3 
Ye teasing vanities, depart ; 
I seek my gracious Lord : 
No balm to heal my aching heart 
Can all your joys afiford. 
4 
Come, dearest Loid, with pow'r divine. 

And drive thy foes away ; 
Oh ! make my heart, my passions thine, 
Nor ever let me stray. 



310. 



L. M. 



Jesus Christ the Christian's best Portion. 



Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 



Pet. ii, 7. 



O DEARER to my thankful heart 
Than all the circling sun surveys .' 
Thy presence only can impart 
Light, peace, and gladness, to my days. 

2 
Beneath thy soul-reviving ray, 
Ev'n cold afHiction's wintry gloom 
Shall brighten into vernal day, 
And hopes and joys immortal bloom. 

3 
Vain world, begone, with all thy toys ; 
I have no room for trifles here : 
My heart aspires to nobler joys ; 
Thy fairest glories disappear. 

4 
Bright realms of bliss, where Jesus reigns. 
My wish, my care, my hope invite ; 
Where r^ptiir'd seraphs tune their strains 
To themes of infinite delight. 
K2 



311 



8.7. 



Jesus Christ the Christian's best Portion. 

Ps. Ixxiii. 25. John xv. 18, 19. 
Phil. iii. 7, 8. 

GRACIOUS Saviour, smile upon me ; 
Arm me with thy Spirit's might ; 
Foes may hate, and friends may scorn me — 
Show thy face, and all is bright, 
2 
Let the world despise and leave me ; 

They have left my Saviour too : 

Human hearts and looks deceive me ; 

Thou art not like them — untrue. 

3 

Go, then, — earthly fame and treasure ; 

Come, — disaster, scorn, and pain : 
In thy service, pain is pleasure ; 
With thy favor, loss is gain. 



312 



C. M. 



Steele, 



God my only Happiness. 
Ps, xvi, 11. XXX. 5. Ixiii. 3. 

WHEN, fill'd with grief, my anxious 
heart 
To thee, my God, complains, — 
Sweet pleasure mingles with the smarts 
And softens all my pains. 
2 
Earth flies, with all her soothing charm?, 

Nor I the loss deplore; 
No more, ye phantoms, mock my arms, 
Nor teaze my spirit more, 
3 
I languish for superior joy 

To all that earth bestows ; 
For pleasure which can never cloy, 
Nor change, nor period knows. 
4 
Still must the scenes of bliss remain 

Conceal'd from mortal eyes ? 
And must my wishes rise in vain, 
And never reach the skies 1 
5 
My God, oh! could I call thee mine, 

^Without a wav'ring fear. 
This would be happiness divine — 
A heav'n of pleasure here .' 
6 
This joy my wishes long to find ; 

To this my heart aspires ; 
A bliss, immortal as the mind, 
And vast as its desires I 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Young Convert, and Christian Profesdm. 



313, 



10s. 



Whom have I in heaven hut thee ? and there is none upon earth 
that I desire beside thee. 

Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 

GOD of my life I to thee my soul aspires ; 
Tliou blissful centre of my chief desires I 
Thy love alone has fix'd my steadfast choice ; 
Thou art my hope, the spring of all my joys. 

2 
The midnight echoes at thy name shall wake. 
And on their ■wings the joyful burthen take ; 
While one bright smile from thee, one pleasing ray. 
Through the still shades shall dart celestial day. 

3 
Ib vain the tempting world its glory shows ; 
Its highest bliss can yield me no repose : 
Thou art my rest, my vain pursuits are o'er ; 
Here let me fix, and never wander more. 



314. 



Newton. 



Whom have I in heaven hut thee ? and 
tJiere is none upon earth that I desire 
beside thee. 



Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 



Pet. ii. 7. 



HOW tedious and tasteless the hours 
When Jesus no longer I see ! 
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet 

flow'rs. 
Have lost all their sweetness with me : 
The midsummer sun shines but dim ; 
The fields strive in vain to look gay : — 
But when I am happy in hira 
December 'a as pleasant as May. 

2 
His name yields the richest perfume. 
And sweeter than music his voice ; 
His presence disperses my gloom, 
And makes all within me rejoice : 
I should, were he always so nigh, 
Have nothing to wish or to fear ; 
No mortal so happy as I, — 
My summer would last all the year. 

3 
Content with beholding his face, 
My all to his pleasure resign'd, 
No changes of season or place 
Would make any change in my mind : 
While blest with a sense of his love 
A palace a toy would appear ; 
And prisons would palaces prove 
If Jesus should dwell with me there. 



Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine. 
If thou art my sun and my song; 
Say, M'hy do I languish and pine. 
And why are my winters so long 1 
Oh ! drive these dark clouds from my sky 
Thy soul-cheertng presence restore ; 
Or take me, dear Saviour, on high, 
Where winter and clouds are no more. 



315. 



8.8.8, or 113th. 



Whom have I in heaven hut thee ? and 
there is none upon earth that I desire 
beside thee. 



Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 



1 Pet. ii. 7. 



JESUS, to thee I lift my eyes ; 
For whom have I beneath the skie 
Compar'd with thee, I so much prize ? 

2 
The mid-day sun is dark to me, 
Tempest and gloom is all I see, 
While I am absent, Lord, from thee. 

3 
When, with the closing day, I rest. 
From all its toils and cares rekas'd, 
Lord, without thee I'm still unblest. 

4 
But if my Saviour be with me, 
I shall enjoy whate'er I see, — 
Thyself in all— and all in thee. ^ 



CHRISTIAN. 



The Ymmg Convert, and Christian Profession. 



316, 



C. M. 



DODDKIDGE. 



Jesus Christ precious to them that believe. 
1 Pet. ii. 7. Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 

JESUS, I love thy charming name, 
'Tis music to my ear ; 
Fain would T sound it out so loud 
That earth and heav'n might hear. 
•2 
Yes, — thou art precious to my soul, 

My transport and my trust ! 
Jewe's to thee are gaudy toys, 
And gold is sordid dust. 



All my capacious pow'rs can wish 

In thee most richly meet ; 
Nor to my eyes is light so dear, 

Nor friendship half so sweet, 
4 
Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart. 

And shed its fragrance there ; 
The noblest balm of all its wounds, — 

The cordial of its care. 
5 
Pll speak the honors of thy name 

With my last, lab'ring breath ; 
And, dying, clasp thee in my arms, — 

The antidote of death. 



Christian Graces. 



317 



BOWRING. 



H 



Building upon a Rock. 
Matt. vii. 24—27. Luke vi. 4S, 49. 

E builds his house upon the sand 
Who builds, Lord ! on aught but 
thee: 
He is a wand'rer in the land. 
Who seeks for any guiding hand 
But thine — our best security. 

2 
He buUds his house upon a rock 
Who makes thy word his hope and trust ; 
And flood and flame and tempest-shock 
In vain may rage ;— they cannot rock 
The steadfast temple of the just. 



318. 



CM. 



Dr. Ryland. 



Delight in God. 
Ps. xxxvii. 4. Is. Iviii. 14. 

OLORD ! I would delight in thee, 
And on thy care depend ; 
To thee in ev'ry trouble flee, — 
My best, my only friend. 
2 
When all created streams are dried, 

Thy fulness is the same ; 
May I with this be satisfied. 
And glory in thy name ! 
3 
Why should the soul a drop bemoan, 

Who has a fountain near; — 
A fountain, which will ever run 
Wit|i waters sweet and clear 1 



No good in creatures can be found 

But may be found in thee ; 
I must have all things and abound 

While God is God to me. 
5 
Oh I that I had a stronger faith, 

To look within the veil, — 
To credit what my Saviour saith. 

Whose word can never fail ! 
6 
He that has made my heav'n secure 

Will here all good provide : 
While Christ is rich can I be poor ? 

What can I want beside? 
7 
Lord ! I cast my care on thee ; 

I triumph and adore : 
Henceforth, my great concern shall be 

To love and please thee more. 

Oly. CM. Stbele. 

Faith. 
Luke xvii. 5. 2 Cor. v. 7. 

AH ! why should this mistaken mind 
Still rove with restless pain ? 
Delight on earth expect to find. 
Yet still expect in vain ? 
2 
Faith, rising upward, points her view 

To regions in the skies 
There, lovelier scenes than Eden knew 
In bright perspective rise. 



CHKISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



Oh I if this heav'n-born grace were mine, 

Would not my spirit soar ?— 
Transported, gaze on joys divine. 

And cleave to earth no more 1 
4 
If in my heart true faith appear. 

How weak the sacred ray ! 
Feebly aspiring, press'd with fear. 

Almost it dies away I 
5 
O Thou from whose almighty breath 

It first began to rise, 
Disperse these mists, these dregs of earth. 

And bid it reach the skies, 
6 
Let my bewilder'd mind no more 

On earth delight to rove; 
But with celestial ardor soar 

To endless joys above. 



320. 



L. M. CONDER. 

Following the Redeemer. 

Matt. xix. 21. Mark x. 2i. 

Luke xviii. 22. 

HOW shall I follow him I serve ? 
How shall I copy him I love 1 
Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve 
Which lead me to his seat above ? 

2 
Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn, 
The toil of life, the mean abode. 
The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,— 
Are these the consecrated road? 

3 
Oh ! should my path through sufF'ring lie. 
Forbid it I should e'er repine ! 
Still let me turn to Calvary, 
Nor heed liiy griefs, rememb'ring thine. 



321. 



L. M. Cunningham. 



Forsaking all for Christ. 

Matt. xlx. 21—29. Mark x. 21—30. 

Luke xviii. 22—30. 

AH ! who would rashly quit the nest 
Where oft the heart has sunk to rest; 
And through the gloomy skies of night 
Attempt the lone, and needless flight? « 

2 
Yet, when the voice which rules the skies 
Calls to my heart, and bids it rise. 
No earthly love my flight shall stay : 
I quit the nest, and break away. 



Domestic bonds — these, these are dear 
As aught that soothes the spirit here ; 
Yet, Lord, from all, the heart shall flee. 
Which chains the struggling soul from thee. 

OjiJi. L. M. DODDBIDGB. 

Growing in Grace. 

Ps. xcii. 12. Hos. xiv. 5. Eph. iv. 15. 

2 Pet. iii. 18. 

PRAISE to thy name. Eternal God, 
For all thy grace diflfus'd abroad, — 
For all thine influence from above. 
To warm our souls with sacred love. 

2 
Blest be thy hand, which from the skies 
Brought down this plant of paradise ; 
And gave its heav'nly beauties birth 
To deck this wilderness of earth. 

3 
But why does that celestial flow'r 
Open, and thrive, and shine no morel 
Where are its balmy odors fled? 
And why reclines its beauteous head ? 

4 
Too plain, alas ! the languor shows 
Th' unkindly soil in which it grows ; 
Where the black frost and beating storm 
Wither and rend its tender form. 

5 
Unchanging Sun ! thy beams display, 
To drive the frost and storms away ; 
Make all thy potent virtues known, 
To cheer a plant so much thine own. 

6 
And thou, blest Spirit, deign to blow 
Fresh gales of heav'n on shrubs below ; 
So shall they grow, and breathe abroad 
A fragrance grateful to our God. 



323, 



L. M. 



COWPEK. 



Hatred of Sin. 
Prov. viii. 13. 

OHOLY Lord ! I love thy truth. 
Nor would the least commandment 
slight ; 
Yet, pierc'd by sin, the serpent's tooth, 
I mourn the anguish of the bite. 

2 
But, though the poison lurks within, 
Hope bids me still with patience wait. 
Till death shall set me free from sin, — 
Free from the only thing I hate. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



Had I a throne above the rest. 
Where angels and archangels dwell, 
One sin, nnslain within my breast. 
Would make that heav'n as dark as hell. 

4 
The pris'ner, sent to breathe fresh air. 
And blest with liberty again. 
Would mourn, were he condemn'd to wear 
One link of all his former chain. 

5 
But oh ! no foe invades the bliss. 
When glory crowns the Christian's head ; 
One view of Jesus as he is 
Will strike all sin for ever dead. 

324. C. M. Steele. 

Aspiring toward Heaven, 
Col. iii. 1,2,' 2Cor. iv. 18. 

VAIN world, begone, nor vex my heart 
With thy deluding wiles ; 
Hence, empty promiser, depart, 
With ail thy soothing smiles. 
2 
Superior bliss invites my eyes. 
Delight unmix'd with woe ; 
Now let my nobler thoughts arise 
To joys unknown below. 
3 
Yon starry plains, how bright they shine, 

With radiant specks of light; 
Fair pavement of the courts divine, 
That sparkles on the sight ! 
4 
'Tis distance lessens ev'ry star : 

Could I behold them nigh. 
Bright worlds of wonder would appear 
To ray astonish'd eye ! 
5 
Thus heav'nly joys attract my eyes ; 

My heart the lustre warms : 
But, could I reach those upper skies. 
How infinite their charms ! 
6 
Come, heav'n-born faith, and aid my flight, 

And guide my rising thought. 
Till earth, still less'ning to my sight. 
Shall vanish quite forgot. 



325. 



S. M. 



Watts. 



Looking Upward. 
Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. 

THE heav'ns invite my eye ; 
The stars salute me round; 
Father, I blush, I mourn to lie 
Thus grov'lling on the ground. 

2 
My warmer spirits move. 
And make attempts to fly ; 
Oh ! for the wings of faith and love. 
To raise my soul on high I — 

3 
Beyond those crystal vaults. 
And all their sparkling balls : 
They 're but the porches to thy coorts,' 
The paintings on thy walls. 

4 
Vain world I farewell to yon ; 
Heav'n is my native air : 
I bid my friends a short adieu. 
Impatient to be there. 



326. 



L. M. 



From a Translation of Watts' s Latik 
Ode. 

Excitation of the Heart totvard Heaven. 

Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. 

ARISE, my soul ! thy fetters burst; 
The world despise, with all its joys : 
Oft are its richest bounties curs'd. 
And all its charms are gilded toys. 

2 
Leave the dull clay, and soar abov€ ; 
For there He dwells— thy bliss, thy crovpn. 
Thy life, the centre of thy love ; — 
Jesus, a name of blest renown ! 

3 
Should hell's black legions all arise. 
Or Sinai's thunders round thee roar; 
Mercy will lead thee to the skies. 
And shield thee from their utmost pow'r. 

4 
Rise then, my soul,— by faith ascend. 
And now begin thy heav'nly joy ; 
One smile from thine Almighty Friend 
Will a whole world of cares destroy. 



CHUISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



327. 



8. 8. 8. or 113th. 



From Watts'5 Latin Ode ; translated 
by Br. Gibbons. 

Excitation of the Heart toward Heaven. 



Col. iii. I, 2. 



2 Cor. iv. 13. 



WHAT J shall whole ages wear away, 
And I, a willing pris'ner, stay 
Immur'd within these walls of clay ? 

2 
The porch, the open door, I see : 
Shall both conspire to set me free, 
And I start back from liberty 1 

3 
Shall 1 not pant t' ascend the road 
That leads to yon sublime abode,— 
The palace of my Father, God 1 

4 
From this vile flesh, what countless ills 
Arise ! now, fear my bosom <'hills. 
Now, grief in trickling' tears distils. 

5 
On this poor spot, where can 1 find 
Pleasures of such exalted kind. 
To fill the wishes of the mind? 

6 
Jesus, my love, far— far from sight. 
Midst stars and seraphs, pure and bright. 
Dwells, high enthron'd in worlds of light. 

7 
Thither should I attempt to go, 
Th' Almighty would no thunders throw ; 
Nor would one cloud obscure his brow. 

8 
Himself invites me to the skies ; 
Wings of swift flame his love supplies ;^- 
From sin and all its sorrows rise! 



328. 



8. 8. 6. S. 8. 6. 



Watts's Latin Ode translated. 
From New Evan. Mag. 

Excitation of the Heart toward Heaven. 

Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. 

HOW long, my soul, wilt thou delay 
In this vile tenement of clay. 
Nor burst thy prison door ? 
Why dost thou thus refuse the flight ; 
Nor pant to climb th' ethereal height. 
And .tread thy Father's floor ? 
V 



Born from the flesh, a thousand foes 
Conspire to rob thee of repose. 

And ceaseless tumult bring : 
Sorrow and fear fly round thy heart ; 
And sin essays her utmost art 

To plunge her venom'd sting. 
3 
No pleasures on this earth appear : 
Thy dearest friend — he is not here, — 

Thy Saviour, far away : 
Bright angels guard his flaming car. 
As round he visits ev'ry star, 

And pours celestial day. 

4 [wide : 

Then plume thy wings, and stretch them 
Wings are not now to man denied ; 

But he may cleave the sky : — 
To heav'n's eternal summit soar. 
Nor fear the thunder's angry roar, — 

For God invites thee nigh. 

02y, 7.6. 7.6. 7.7. 7.6. 

Madan's Col. 
, Rising Heavenward. 

Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. 

RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings ; 
Thy better portion trace } 
Rise from transitory things 

To heav'n, thy native place : 
Sun and moon and stars decay ; 
Time shall soon this earth remove : 
Rise, my soul, and haste away 

To seats prepar'd above. 
2 
Rivers to the ocean run, 

Nor stay in all their course ; 
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun,.^- 

Both tending to their source : 
So a soul that 's born of God 
Pants to view his glorious face,— 
Upward tends to his abode. 

To rest in his embrace. 
3 
Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 

Press onward to the prize ; 
Soon the Saviour will return, 

Triumphant, in the skies : 
Yet a season, and you know 
Happy entrance will be giv'n ; 
All our sorrows left below. 

And earth exchang'd for heav'n. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



330. 



L. M. Gibbons. 

Rising to God. 
Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. 

NOW let our soiils, on wings sublime j 
Rise from the vanities of time ; 
Draw back the parting veil, and see 
The glories of eternity. 

2 
Bom by a new, celestial birth, 
Why should we grovel here on earth ? 
Why grasp at transitory toys, 
So near to heav'n's eternal joys ? 

3 
Shall aught beguile us on the road, 
When we are walking back to God ? 
For strangers into life we come, 
And dying is but going home. 

4 
Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge. 
That sets our longing souls at large ! 
Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell. 
And gives us with our God to dwell. 

5 
To dwell with God, to feel his love, 
Ts the full heav'n enjoy'd above ; 
And the sweet expectation now 
Is the young dawn of heav'n below. 



331 



' 8.S.6. 8.8. 8.6. Steele. 
Divine Contemplation. 



Col. iii. 1, 2. 



2 Cor. iv. 18. 



HOW blest the minds which daily rise 
To v/orlds unseen, beyond the skies, 
And lose this vale of tears ! 
On heav'n-tau^ht pinions while they soar, 
And joys unknown to sense explore. 
How low the care of mortal life ! 
How mean its bliss appears ! 
2 
Oh ! for the wings of faith and love. 
To bear my thoughts and hopes above 

These little scenes of care — 
Above these gloomy mists which rise, 
And pain my heart, and cloud my ejes, — 
To see the dawn of heav'niy day, 
And breathe celestial air. 
3 
Fain would I soar nnd stretch my flight, 
To reach the sacred courts of light, 
Where my Redeemer reigns : 



There, beaming from his radiant throne, 
Immortal splendors, joys unknown, 
With never-fading lustre shine 

O'er all the blissful plains. 
4 
Ten thousand times ten thousand tongues 
There join in rapture-breathing songs, 

And tune their golden lyres 
To Jesus, their exalted Lord : 
Dear name ! how lov'd, and how ador'd ! 
His love awakes the heav'nly strain. 

And ev'ry note inspires. 
5 
No short-liv'd pleasure there beguiles. 
But perfect bliss for ever smiles. 

With undeclining ray : 
Thither my thoughts would fain ascend, 
But ah ! to dust and earth they bend, 
Fetter'd with empty vanities, 

And chain'd to lifeless clay. 
6 
Dear Lord, and shall I ever be 
So far from bliss, so far from thee, — 

An exile from the sky ? 
Oh ! break these chains, my wishes fire, 
And upward bid my heart aspire : 
Without thine aid I cannot rise ; 

Oh ! give me wings to fly. 

OoJt. c. M. CowpER. 

Holy Joy. 
1 Cor. xiii. (j. 

OTHOU, whose favorable eye 
The contrite soul revives. 
Holy and heav'nly is the joy 
Thy shining presence gives. 
2 
Transgressors, sunk in fatal sleep. 

Can sin and yet rejoice ! 
Were they indeed the Saviour's sheep, 
They 'd hear the Saviour's voice. 
3 
Be mine the comforts that reclaim 

The soul from Satan's pow'r ; 
That make me blush for what I am. 
And hate my sin the more. 
4 
'Tis joy enough, my All in Ail, 

Low at thy feet to lie ; 
Thou wilt not let me lower fall. 
And highef none can fly. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



t>DO. CM. Doddridge. 
Living by Faith in the So7i of God. 



Gal. ii. 20. 



Phil. i. 21. 



DEAR Jesus, while in mortal flesh 
I hold my frail abode. 
Still would my spirit rest on thee, 
My Saviour and my God. 
2 
Oa thy dear cross I fix my eyes, 

Then raise them to thy seat ; 
Till love dissolves my inmost soul. 
At my Redeemer's feet. 
3 
Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms ; 

Be dead to ev'ry sin ; 
And tell the boldest foe without. 
That Jesus reigns within. 



334. 



S. M. i^rom Cowper'sGuion. 
Love Unfeigned. 
2 Cor. vi. 6. 

OTHOU J whose sacred charms 
These hearts too seldom love, — 
Although thy peerless glory warms. 
And blesses all above, — 

2 
How slow are human things 
To choose their happiest lot ! 
O thou all glorious King of kings. 
Say, why we love thee not. 

3 
This heart, that cannot rest. 
Would thine for ever prove — 
Peaceful and happy, when distress'd. 
In thine unchanging love. 

4 
And shonld it even break 
Beneath thy chast'ning hand, 
Tho' speechless. Lord, its sighs would speak 
What thou canst understand. 

^0.3. 8.8.8.10. CowPEu's GuiON. 

JLove without Fear. 

1 John iv. 18. 

FOR uncreated charms I burn, 
Oppress'd by slavish fear no more ; 
For One in whom I may discern, 
Ev'n when he frowns, a sweetness I adore. 



Love causes grief, but 'tis to move 
And stimulate the slumb'ring mind ; 
And he has never tasted love 

Who shuns a pang so graciously design'd. 
3 
Sweet is the cross above all sweets. 
To souls enamour'd with his smiles ; 
The keenest woe life ever meets, 

Love strips of all its terror, and beguiles. 



336, 



8.7. 8.7. COWPER'S GoION. 



The Comfort of Love. 
Phil. ii. 1. 1 John iv. 17, 18. 

PERFECT love has pow'r to soften 
Cares that might our peace destroy ; 
Nay, does more — transforms them often. 
Changing sorrow into joy. 
2 
Sov'reign Love appoints the measure 

And the number of our pains ; 
And is pleas'd when we take pleasure 
In the trials he ordains. 
3 
Oh ! then, with supreme affection. 

His paternal will regard ; 

If it cost us some dejection, 

Ev'ry sigh has its reward. 



337. 



L. M. Cowper's GoiON. 



The Love of God, the End of our Existence. 
1 Cor. xiii. xiv. 1. 1 Tim. vi. II. 

IF life in sorrow must be spent. 
So be it — I would be content. 
And meekly wait my last remove. 
Desiring only growth in love. 

2 
No bliss I seek, but to fulfil 
In life, in death, thy lovely will ; 
No succors in my woes I want. 
But what my Lord is pleas'd to grant. 

3 
Our days are number'd, — let us spare 
Our anxious hearts a needless care : 
'Tis thine, to number out our days ; 
'Tis ours, to give them to thy praise. 

4 
Love is our only business here ; 
Love, simple, constant, and sincere : 
Oh ! blessed days thy servants see .' 
Thus sweetly spent in pleasing Thee. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



OOO, 7s. CO-WPER. 

Lovest thou me ? 
John xxi. 15—17. 

HARK, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 
'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ; 
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee ; 
" Say, poor sinner — lov'st thou me ? 

2 
I deliver'd thee -when bound. 
And when wounded heal'd thy wound : 
Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, 
Turn'd thy darkness into light. 

3 
Mine is an unchanging love, 
Higher than the heights above ; 
Deeper than the depths beneath ; 
Free and faithful, strong as death. 

4 
Thou Shalt see my glory soon. 
When the work of grace is done ; 
Partner of my throne shalt be : 
Say, poor sinner — lov'st thou me 1 " 

5 
Lord, it is ray chief complaint, 
That my love is weak and faint; 
Yet I love thee, and adore. 
Oh, for grace to love thee more ! 



339. 



Newton. 



Lovest thou me ? 

John xxi. 15 — 17. 

^rXlIS a point I long to know, 

1 Oft it causes anxious thought ; 
Do I love the Lord, or not 
Am I his, or am I not ? 

2 
If I love, why am I thusl 
Why this dull, this lifeless frame ? 
Hardly, sure, can they be worse. 
Who have never heard his name ! 

3 
Could my heart so hard remain, 
Pray'r a task and burthen prove, 
Ev'ry trifle give me pain, 
If I knew a Saviour's love ? ' 

4 
When I turn my eyes within, 
All is dark, and vain, and wild ; 
Fill'd with unbelief and sin. 
Can I deem myself a child ? 
L 



If I pray, or hear, or read. 
Sin is mix'd with all I do : 
You that love the Lord indeed, 
Tell me — is it thus with yout 

6 
Yet I mourn my stubborn will. 
Find my sins my grief and shame : 
Should I grieve for what I feel 
If I never lov'd his name ? 

7 
Could I joy his saints to meet. 
Choose the ways I once abhorr'd. 
Find, at times, the promise sweet, 
If I did not love the Lord 1 

8 
Lord, decide the doubtful case ! 
Thou who art thy people's Sun, 
Shine upon thy work of gracp, 
If it be indeed begun. 
9 
Let me love thee more and more. 
If I love at all, I pray ; 
If I have not lov'd before. 
Help me to begin to-day, 



340. 



CM. 



Steele. 



Loving an Absent Saviour. 
1 Pet. i. 8. 

THRICE happy, who on earth beheld 
The dear Redeemer's face ; 
And happy we, who in his word 
His lovely image trace. 
2 
Amaz'd, we traverse o'er the scenes 

Through which the Saviour pass'd ; 
Each rising proof of love adore, 
But scarce support the last. 
3 
Around the cross his glory shines 

With such refulgent rays. 
Our feeble faith can scarce sustain 
Th' unsufferable blaze. 
4 
We catch the fire, — these icy breasts 

Are kindled to a flame : 
Seraphs, describe the love we bear 
An absent Saviour's name. 
5 
Love^ gratitude, and joy, beat high 

In ev'ry ravi^h'd breast; 
While, with these glimpses of his face. 
By faith our souls are blest. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



341. L.M. Watts. 

Love to Christ, present or absent. 
Cant. iii. 1. 

OF all the joys we mortals know, 
Jesus, thy love exceeds the rest I 
Love! — the best blessing here below, — 
The nearest image of the blest. 

2 
Sweet are my thoughts, and soft my cares, 
When the celestial flame I feel; 
In all my hopes, in all my fears. 
There's something kind and pleasing still. 

3 
While I am held in his embrace 
There's not a thought attempts to rove ; 
Each smile he wears upon his face 
Fixes, and charms, and fires my love. 

4 
If he withdraw a moment's space, 
He leaves a sacred pledge behind ; 
Here, in this breast, his image stays. 
The grief and comfort of my mind. 

5 
While of his absence I complain, 
And long and weep, as lovers do. 
There's a strange pleasure in the pain. 
And tears have their own sweetness too. 

6 
Jesus, my God ! yet rather come ; 
Mine eyes would dwell upon thy face : 
'Tis best to see my Lord at home. 
And feel the presence of his grace. 



342, 



CM. 



Lying at the Foot of the Cross. 

SHALL I forsake the blessed cross, 
Where Jesus hangs for me ? 
No, dearest Saviour, I would die 
Sooner than flee from thee. 
2 
Let floods and flames, and hail and storms. 

Their maddest fury try ; 
In vain they rage, and beat, and roar : 
Firm and unmov'd I lie. 
3 
Let men of blood unsheath the sword. 

And wield the threat'ning spear, 
And wreak their vengeance on my head— 
I can but perish here. 



Pity a wretched suppliant, Lofd, 

Clasping the sacred tree. 
Who begs — nor can thy grace deny— 

One look of love from thee. 
5 • 
Then will I bathe thy feet in tears. 

And kiss each bleeding wound. 
Whence flows salvation's copious streams^ 

In which my fears are drown'd. 
6 
With heav'nly life my soul inspire. 

And tune my thankful tongue ; 
So shall a pardon'd sinner's praise 

Vie with an angel's song. 



343. 



L. M. 



Watts. 



Nonconformity to the World. 

Rom. xii. 2. Eph. iv. 1. 17. v. 15. 
Phil. i. 27. iii. 17—20. I Tim. ii. 9. 



BEHOLD the sons, the heirs of <?od, 
So dearly bought with Jesus' blood 1 
Are they not born to heav'nly joys ? 
And shall they stoop to earthly toy»? 

2 
Can laughter feed th' immortal mind ? 
Were spirits of celestial kind 
Made for a jest — for sport, and play, — 
To wear out time, and waste the day? 

3 
Does vain discourse, or empty mirth, 
Well suit the honors of their birth? 
Shall they be fond of gay attire. 
Which children love and fools admire *1 

4 
What, if we wear the richest vest ? — 
Peacocks and flies are better drest : 
This flesh, with all its gaudy forms, 
Must drop to dust and feed the worms. 

5 
Lord, raise our hearts and passions liigher; 
Touch our vain souls with sacred fire ; 
Then, with a heav'u-directed eye. 
We'll pass these glilt'ring trifles by. 

6 
We'll look on all the toys below 
With such disdain as angels do ; 
And wait the call that bids us rise 
To brighter mansions in the skies. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



344, 



C. M. 



COWPER. 



Legal Obedience followed by Evangelical, 
Rom. vii, 6. Gal. iv. 31. 

NO strength of Nature caa suffice 
To serve the Lord aright ; 
And what she has she misapplies, 
For want of clearer light, 
2 
How long beneath the law I lay 

In bondage and distress ! 
And toil'd, the precept to obey — 
But toil'd without success. 
3 
Then, to abstain from outward sin 

AVas more than I could do ; 
Now, if I feel its pow'r within, 
I feel I hate it too. 
4 
Then, all my servile works were done 

A righteousness to raise ; 
Now, freely chosen in the Son, 
I freely choose his ways,. 
5 , 
' What shall I do,' was then the word, 

*That I may worthier gtx)w?' 
' What shall I render to the Lord ?' 
Is my inquiry now. 
6 
To see the law by Christ fulfill'd. 

And hear his pard'ning voice. 
Changes a slave into a child. 
And duty into choice. 



345. 



i.7. 8.7. 7.7. BoWRiNG. 



346. 



The Obedience of an Undivided Heart. 

Matt. vi. 24. Pr. iv. 23. 

Luke xvi. 13. 

NOT a broken, brief obedience 
Does the Lord of heav'n demand ; 
He requires our whole allegiance. 

Words and deeds, and heart and hand : 

God will hold divided sway 

With no deity of clay. 
2 
Wealth and pomp and pow'r are idols 

Worshipp'd by their devotees ; 
But religion's influence bridles 

All esteem for things like these : 

They are trappings, meant to hide 

The deformities of pride. 
3 
He who onward moves, pursuing 

Patiently his heav'nward road, 
Midst the rocks and midst the ruin 

Which perplex the path to God — 

Not by hope or fear betrayed, 

Not allur'd by vain parade : — 
4 
He, who, midst the world's delusions. 

Keeps his heart serene and free, 
Shelter'd safe from the intrusions 

Of unhallow'd vanity ; — • 

He earth's brightest bliss shall share, 

He heav'n's crown of glory wear. 



Joseph Stennett. 



Penitence. 
Ps. xxxviil. 18. 

LORD, hear a ptnitent, that prostrate lies. 
And at thy feet for pard'ning mercy cries: 
To be reveng'd on sin implores thine aid. 
Bathing with tears the wounds his sins have made. 

2 
Can he who died for sinners yet despise 
A sinner's broken heart, and flowing eyes ? 
Oh, let thy bleeding bands their balm apply ! 
Thy smile is life— thy frowns would make me die. 

3 
Kindly resolve my doubts, dispel my fears, 
Suppress my sighs, and wipe away my tears ; 
Or, while thy charms my wond'ring thoughts employ. 
Turn floods of sorrow into tears of joy. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



347. 



7s. John Taylor. 

Penitence, 



Ps. xxxviii. 18. Is. lix. 12. 

GOD of mercy, God of love. 
Hear our penitential song ; 
Grief should dwell on ev'ry heart. 
Sorrow rest on ev'ry tongue : 
Deep remorse for follies past — 
Talents wasted — time mispent — 
Hearts debas'd by worldly cares — 
Thankless for the blessings lent: — 

2 
Foolish hearts, and fond desires- 
Vain regrets for things as vain — 
Lips too seldom us'd to praise — 
Oft, to murmur and complain : — 
These, with ev'ry secret fault, 
Fill'd with shame and grief, we own ; 
Humbled at thy feet we lie, 
Seeking pardon through thy Son. 



348. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



Penitence and Hope. 
Ps. xxxii, 5 — 7. 

DEAR Saviour ! when my thoughts 
recall 
The wonders of thy grace. 
Low at thy feet, asham'd, I fall. 
And hide this wretched face. 
2 
Shall love like thine be thus repaid? 

Ah ! vile, ungrateful heart ! 
By earth's low cares detain'd— betray'd 
From Jesus to depart : — 
3 
From Jesus, — who alone can give 
True pleasure, peace, and rest : 
When absent from my Lord, I live 
Unsatisfied, unblest. 
4 
But he, for his own mercy's sake, 

My wand'ring soul restores : 
He bids the mourning heart partake 
The pardon it implores. 
5 
Oh ! while I breathe to thee, my Lord, 

The penitential sigh. 
Confirm the kind, forgiving word, 
With pity in thine eye ! 



Then shall the mourner at thy feet 

Rejoice to seek thy face; 
And, grateful, own how kind — how sweet 

Thy condescending grace. 

349' CM. Cow PER. 

The Contrite Heart. 



s. xxxiv. 18. li. 17. 
Ixvi. 2. 



Is. Ivii. 15. 



THE Lord will happiness divine 
On contrite hearts bestow ; 
Then tell me, gracious God, is mine 
A contrite heart, or no ? 
2 
I hear, but seem to hear in vain. 

Insensible as steel ; 
If aught is felt, 'tis only pain 
To find I cannot feel. 
3 
I sometimes think myself inclined 

To love thee, if I could ; 
But often feel another mind. 
Averse to all that's good. 
4 
My best desires are faint and few ; 

Fain would I strive for more ; 
But, when I cry " My strength renew, 
Seem weaker than before. 
5 
Thy saints are comforted, I know. 

And love the house of pray'r; 
I therefore go where others go. 
But find no comfort there. 
6 
Oh ! make this heart rejoice or ache ; 

Decide this doubt for me ; 
And if it be not broken, break, — 
And healit, if it be. 



350. 



}. 7. 8.7. D. BOWRINS. 



Pure Religion, and Undefiled. 
Jam. i. 27. 

PUBE and undefil'd religion. 
In our Heav'nly Father's sight. 
Is, to pour on helpless orphans 
Balm of healing and delight: 
'Tis to visit cheerless widows 

In their darkness and distress : 
This is undefil'd religion. 
In its pow'r of blessedness. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



Pure and undefil'd religion, 
Is, amid the tainted scene. 

To preserve a lieart untainted — 
. Viceless, spotless, and serene :— 

Still, amid the world's allurements; 
Fixing all our, hopes on high : — 

This is undefil'd religion. 
In its true felicity. 



351 



CM. 



Hervey. 



Resignation. 
Ps. xlvii. 4. Ixxiii. 24. 

SINCE all the downward tracks of time, 
God'4 watchful eye surveys. 
Oh ! wh(i so wise to choose our lot, 
And regulate our ways ? 
2 
Good when he gives, supremely good ; 

Nor less when he denies; 
Ev'n crosses from his sov'reign hand 
Are blessings in disguise. 
3 
Why should we doubt a Father's love, 

Unmeasurably kind ? 
To his unerring, gracious will 
Be ev'ry wish resign'd. 



352. 



C, M. COWPEK. 

Resic/nation. 
Acts xxi. 14. 

OLORD 1 my best desires fulfil, 
And help me to resign 
Life, health, and comfort, to thy will ; 
And make thy pleasure mine. 
2 
Why should I shrink at thy command, 

Whose love forbids my fears ? 
Or tremble at the gracious hand 
That wipes away my tears ? 
3 
No — let me rather freely yield 
What most I prize, to thee ; 
Who never hast a good withheld. 
Or wilt withhold from me. 
4 
Thy favor all my journey through 

Thou art engag'd to grant; 
What else I want, or think I do, 
'Tis better still to want. 
L 2 



Wisdom and mercy guide my way ; 

Shall I resist them bOth ?— 
A poor, blind creature of a day. 

And crush'd before the moth ! 
6 
But ah ! my inward spirit cries. 

Still bind me to thy sway ; 
Else the next cloud that veils my skies 

Drives all these thoughts away. 



353, 



8. 8. G. 8.8.6. 
Cowper's Guion. 



Resignation. 
1 Sam. iii, 18. Ps. xvi. 5. 

OLORD ! in sorrow, I resign 
My soul to that dear hand of thine, 
Without reserve or fear ; 
That hand shall wipe my streaming eyes. 
Or into smiles of glad surprise 
Transform the falling tear. 
2 
My sole possession is thy love ; 
In earth beneath, or heav'n above, 

I have no other store ; 
And though with fervent suit I pray, 
And importune thee night and day, 
I ask thee nothing more. 
3 
My hours, with undiminish'd force 
And speed, pursue their destin'd' course, 

Obedient to thy will ; 
Nor would I murmur at my doom. 
Though still a suflf'rer from the womb, 
And doom'd to suffer still. 
4 
By thy command, where'er I stray, 
Sorrow attends me all my way, 

A never-failing friend ; 
And if my suflF'rings may augment 
Thy praise, behold me well content — 
Let sorrow still attend ! 
5 
It costs me no regret, that she 
Who follow'd Christ should follow me ; 
I And though, where'er she goes, 
j Thorns spring, spontaneous, at her feet, 
i I love her — and extract a sweet 
j From all my bitter woes. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



354. 



C. M. 



Beddome. 



Resignation ; of, God our Portion. 
1 Sam. iii. 18. Job i. '21. Ps. xvi. 5. 

MY times of sorrow and of joy. 
Great God, are in thy hand ; 
My choicest comforts come from thee, 
And go at thy command. 
2 
If thou shouldst take them all away, 

Yet would I not repine ; 
Before they were possess'd by me 
They were entirely thine. 
3 
Nor would I drop a murm'ring word, 

Though the whole world were gone ; 
But seek enduring happiness 
In thee — and thee alone. 
4 
What is the world, with all its store? 

'Tis but a bitter sweet : 
When I attempt to pluck the rose, 
A pricking thorn I meet. 
5 
Here, perfect bliss can ne'er be found ; 

The honey's mix'd with gall : 
'Midst changing scenes, asid dying friends. 
Be thou my all in all. 

tJOO' 8.6. 8.6, 8.8. Conder. 

It is the Lord : let him do what seemeth 

him good. 

1 Sam. iii. 18. Job i. 21. 

WHEN I can trust my all with God, 
In trial's fearful hour, — 
Bow, all resigned, beneath his rod, 

And bless his sparing pow'r ; 
A joy springs up amid distress, — ■ 
A fountain in the wilderness. 

2 
Oh ! to be brought to Jesus' feet, 

Though sorrows fix me there. 
Is still a privilege ; and sweet 

iThe energies of pray'r. 
Though sighs and tears its language be. 
If Christ be nigh, and smile on me. 

3 
Oh ! blessed be the hand that gave ; 

Still blessed when it takes : 
Blessed be He who smites to save. 

Who heals the heart he breaks: 
Perfect and true are all his ways. 
Whom heav'n adores, and death obeys. 



^00 L. M. Steele. 

Resignation. 
Job vii. 16. 

WEARY of these low scenes of night. 
My fainting heart grows sick of 
time ; 
Sighs for the dawn of sweet delight, — 
Sighs for a distant, happier clime f 

2 
Ah ! why that sigh ?— peace, coward heart! 
And learn to bear thy lot of woe ; 
Reflect — how easy is thy part 
To what thy fellow-suff'rers know. 

3 
'Tis just, 'tis right — thus he ordaint 
Who form'd this animated clod, — 
That needful cares, instructive pains. 
Should bring the restless heart to God. 

4 
In God, my soul, behold thy rest, 
Nor hope for bliss below the sky : 
Come, resignation, to my breast. 
And silence ev'ry plaintive sigh. 

5 
Come, faith and hope, celestial pair ! 
Calm resignation waits on you ; 
Beyond these gloomy scenes of care. 
Point out a soul-enliv'ning view. 

6 
Parent of Good ! 'tis thine to giv« 
These cheerful graces to the mind ; 
Smile on my soul, and bid me live. 
Desiring, hoping, yet resign'd. 

7 
Thy smile, sweet dawn of endless day ! 
Can make my weary spirit blest; 
While on my Father's hand I stay, 
And in his love securely rest. 

8 
My Father I dear, delightful name ! 
Replete with life and joy sincere ! 
Oh ! wilt thou kindly seal my claim. 
And banish ev'ry anxious fear I 

9 
Then shall my cheerful heart survey 
The toils and dangers of the road ; 
And, patient, keep the heav'nly way 
That leads me homeward to my God. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces, 



357 • CM. Noel. 

Resignation and Hope. 
Job vii. 16. Phil. i. 21. 

WHEN masing sorrow weeps the past, 
And mourns the present pain, 
*Tis sweet to think of peace at last. 
And feel that death is gain. 
2 
Tis not that murm'ring thoughts arise. 

And dread a Father's will ; 
'Tis not that meek submission flies, 
And would not suffer still: — 
3 
It is — that harass'd conscience feels 

The pangs of struggling sin ; 
And sees, though far, the hand that heals. 
And ends the strife within :— 
4 
It i»— that heav'n-born faith surveys 

The path that leads to light ; 
And longs her eagle-plumes to raise. 
And lose herself in sight: — 
5 
It Is — that hope with ardor glows. 

To see him face to face, 
Whose dying love no language knows 
SuflScient art to trace. 

OOO. CM. Fawcett. 

Resignation and Hope. 

Ps. xxsi. 15. 

FATHER, my times are in thy hand; 
My soul submissive lies. 
Waiting for thy divine command 
To call me to the skies. 
2 
The regions of eternal peace 

Ere long I hope to see : 
When wilt thou sign my sweet release. 
And take me home to thee ? 
3 
Why should I be of death afraid 1 

If thou art with me there. 
Though I walk through the darkest shade, 
I will not yield to fear. 
4 
Supported by thy soT'reign love, 

And safe in thine embrace, 
My willing soul shall mount above, 
To see thy blissful face. 



Yet, if thy gracious will ordain 

My stay on earth awhile, 
Dear Lord, my fainting heart sustain, 

And cheer me with thy smile. 
6 
If thou my soul with lively faith 

And heav'nly comfort fill. 
In health or sickness, life or death, 

ril welcome all thy will. 



S59. 



C M. 



Steele. 



Filial Submission. 
Heb. xii. 5—7. 

AND can my heart aspire so high. 
To say, " My Father, God ! " 
Lord, at thy feet I long to lie. 
And learn to kiss the rod. 
2 
I would submit to all thy will. 
For thou art good and wise ; 
Let ev'ry anxious thought be still. 
Nor one faint murmur rise. 
3 
Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom, 

And bid me wait serene ; 
Till hopes and joys immortal bk)Om, 
And brighten all the scene. 
4 
My Father !— oh! permit my heart 

To plead her humble claim ; 
And ask the bliss those words impart, 
In my Redeemer's name. 



360. 



CM. 

Self Denial. 



Matt. xix. 21. Luke xiv. 33. xviii. 22. 
Mark x. 21. 

AND must I part with all I have. 
My dearest Lord, for thee? 
It is but right! since thou hast done 
Much more than this for me. 
2 
Yes, let it go !— one look from thee 

Will more than make amends 
For all the losses I sustain. 
Of credit — riches — friends. 
3 
Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives- 
How worthless they appear, 
Compar'd with thee — Supremely Good ! 
Divinely Bright and Fair ! 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



Saviour of souls ! could I from thee 

A single smile obtain, 
Though destitute of all things else, 

I'd glory in my gain. 



361 



7s. 



Cowpkr's Guion. 



Self Diffidence. 
Pr. xxviii. 26. 

SOURCE of Love, and Light of Day, 
Tear me from myself away; 
Ev'ry view and thought of mine, 
Cast into the mould of thine. 

'2 
Can I grieve thee, Avhom I love, — 
Thee, in whom I live and move ? 
If my sorrow touch thee still. 
Save me from so great an ill ! 

3 
Oh! til' oppressive, irksome weight 
Felt in an uncertain state I 
Comfort, peace, and rest, adieu. 
Should I prove at last untrue ! 

4 
Still I choose thee, follow still 
Ev'ry notice of thy will ; 
But, unstable, strangely weak. 
Still let slip the good I seek. 

5 
Trusting self, a broken reed. 
Is to be deceiv'd indeed ; 
Save me from this harm and loss. 
Lest my gold be turn'd to dross. 



362. 



Montgomery. 



Sympathy, 
Rom. xii. 15. 

HOW sweet is the tear of regret. 
That drops from humanity's eye ! 
How lovely the cheek that is wet — 
The bosom that heaves with a sigh .' 
This world is a sorrowful stage, 
A valley of weeping and woe ; 
From childhood to tremulous age. 
The tear, uninvited, will flow. 

2 
Our own, or another's distress. 
Will force the soft lustres to fall ; 
Nor can the mild bosom do less 
Than grieve for the sorrows of all : 



For he who has nought to impart 
May, at least, give the wretched a tear; 
'Twill comfort the sorrowful heart. 
When no other comfort is near. 

3 
The Saviour in sympathy wept. 
And gave the divinest relief. 
When he in mortality slept 
Whose sisters were hopeless in grief: 
He sorrowed for Solyma's doom. 
While sitting on Olivet's steep; 
He thought on her judgment to come. 
And pity constrain'd him to weep. ' 



S63. 



CM. 



Barbauld. 



Sympathy and Benevolence. 
Rom. xii, 15. Luke x. 30—37. 

BLEST is the man whose soft'ning heart 
Feels all another's pain ; 
T6 whom the supplicating eye 
Was never rais'd in vain : — 

2 [warmth. 

Whose breast expands with gen'rous 

A stranger's woes to feel ; 
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound 
He wants the pow'r to heal. 
3 
He spreads his kind, supporting arms 

To ev'ry child of grief ; 
His secret bounty largely flows. 
And brings unask'd relief. 
4 
To gentle oflices of love 

His feet are never slow ; 
He views, th.ough mercy's melting eye, 
A brother in a foe. 
5 
To him protection shall be shown ; 

And mercy, from above. 
Descend on those who thus fulfil 
The perfect law of love. 



364. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



Humble Reliance upon God, our Fatlier.. 
Is. xxvi. 3. 2 Cor. vi. 18. 

MY God, my Father, blissful name 1 
Oh! may I call thee mine? 
May I, with sweet assurance claim 
A portion so divine ? 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



This only can my fears controul. 

And bid my sorrows fly : 
What harm can ever reach my soul 

Beneath my Father's eye 1 
3 
Whate'er thy providence denies, 

I cheerfully resign ; 
For thou art good, and just, and wise : 

Oh 1 bend my vrill to thine. 
4 
Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, 

Oh J gire me strength to bear ; 
And let me know my Father reigns, 

And trust his tender care. 



365 



L. M. 



Steele. 



Humble Trust. 
Is. 1. 10. xKvi. 3, 4. 

WHY should ray pining spirit be 
So long a stranger to my Lord ; 
Whose promises, divinely free, 
Invite me to his sacred word 1 

2 
Does he not bid the weary come, 
And call the wretched sons of grief 
To him, their refuge and their home, — 
Their Heav'nly Friend, their suie relief? 

3 
Yes, by the kindest, tend'rest names. 
My Lord invites my humble trust : 
My diffidence he kindly blames ; 
How soft the censure, and how just! 

4 
Though all the pow'rs of nature fail, 
And life's pale, trembling lamp decline ; 
Thy grace can bid my faith prevail. 
And give me fortitude divine. 



That grace, which bids my hope aspire, 
Can ev'ry anxious fear remove ; 
And give me all my soul's desire — 
The full assurance of thy love. 



366. 



8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 



Newton. 



36T. 



104th. 



Confidence founded on Divine Authority. 

Gen. xxviii. 15. Josh. i. 5. Is. xli. 10. 
Heb. xiii. 5. 

YES— since God himself has said it. 
On his promise I rely; 
His good word demands my credit : 

What can unbelief reply ? 

He is strong, and can fulfil : 

He is truth, and therefore will. 
2 
As to all the doubts and questions 

Which my spirit often grieve. 
These are Satan's dark suggestions. 

Tempting me to disbelieve ; 

He would fain destroy my hope. 

But the piomise bears it up, 
3 
Sure the Lord thus far has brought me, 

By his watchful, tender care ; 
Sure 'tis he himself has taught me 

How to seek his face by pray'r : 

After so much mercy past. 

Will he give me up at last ? 
4 
In my Saviour's intercession 

Still unwav'ring I'll confide : 
Lord, accept my free confession — 

I have sinn'd, but Jesus died : 

This is all I have to plelad — 

This is all the plea I need. 

Newton. 



/ will trust, and not be afraid. 
Is. xii. 2. xli. 10. 

BEGONE, unbelief I my Saviour is near; 
And for my relief will surely appear : 
By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform : 
With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 
2 
Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, 
'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide : 
Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail. 
The word he has spoken shall surely prevail. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Graces. 



His love in time past forbids me to think 
He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink ; 
Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review 
Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite thrDOgh. 
4 
Why should I complain of want, or distress, 
Temptation, or pain ?— he told me no less : 
The heirs of salvation, I know, from his word. 
Through much tribulation must follow their Lord* 
5 
How bitter that cup, no heart can conceive. 
Which he drank quite up, that sinners might live I 
His way was much rougher and darker than mine — 
Did Christ, my Lord, suffer— and shall I repine % 
6 
Since all that I meet shall work for my good. 
The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food : 
Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long, 
And then — oh, how pleasant the conqueror's song I 

Christian Privileges. 



368. 



8.6. 8.6. 8.8. 

CflUTTENDEN. 

Adoption. 
1 John iii. 1, 2. 

LET others boast their ancient line, 
In long succession great ; 
In the proud list let heroes shine. 

And monarchs swell the state : 
Descending from the King of kings. 
Each saint a nobler title sings. 

1 
Pronounce me, gracious God, thy son; 

Own me an heir divine ; 
I'll pity princes on the throne 

When I can call thee mine : 
Sceptres and crowns unenvied rise. 
And lose their lustre in mine eyes. 

3 
Content on earth I pass my days. 

To all the world unknown ; 
And wait till thou thy child shalt raise. 

And seat me near thy throne : 
No name, no honors, here I crave, 
Well pleas'd with those beyond the grave 

4 
Jesus, my Elder Brother, lives ; 

With him I too shall reign; 
Nor sin, nor death, while he survives. 

Shall make the promise vain : 



In him my title stands secure, 

And shall while endless years endare. 

5 
When he, in robes divinely bright. 

Shall once again appear. 
Thou too, my soul, shalt shine in light, 

And his full image bear : 
Enough ! — I wait th* appointed day ; 
Blest Saviour, haste, and come away I 



369. 



8.8.6. 8.8.6. 



Cowper's Gxjion. 



The Testimony of Divine Adoption. 
Rom. viii. 14—16. Gal. iv, 6. 

HOW happy are the new-born race. 
Partakers of adopting grace ! 
How pure the joys they share ! 
Hid from the world and all its eyes, 
Within their heart the blessing lies. 
And conscience feels it there. 
2 
The chaste and pure, who fear to grieve 
The Holy Spirit they receive. 

His work distinctly trace ; 
And, strong in undissembled love, 
Boldly assert, and clearly prove 
Their hearts his dwelling-place. 



CHRISTIAN. 



christian Privileges. 



O messenger of dear delight. 

Whose voice dispels the deepest night. 

Sweet peace-proclaiming Dove ! 
With thee at hand to soothe our painsj 
No wish unsatisfied remains. 

No task — but that of love. 
4 
'Tis love unites what sin divides. 
The central point where bliss resides ; 

To which the soul once brought, 
Reclining on the First Great Cause, 
From his abounding sweetness draws 

Peace, passing human thought. 
5 

Sorrow foregoes its nature there ; 
And life assumes a tranquil air. 

Divested of its woes : 
There, sov'reign goodness soothes the breast, 
'Till then incapable of rest, , 

In sacred, sure repose. 

370. 

Say ye to the righteous, it shall be well 
with him. 

Is. ill. 10. 2 Kings iv. 26. Ps. cxix. 65. 

DESERTED by each faithless friend. 
When fortune's smiles no more attend, 
Submissive to his Father's will. 
The patient Christian trusts him still ; — 
Still walks in wisdom's pleasant way. 
And loves to hear, and praise, and pray : 
His joy and peace, oh, who can tell ! 
In wealth or want — with him " all's well ! " 

2 
Or passing through death's gloomy vale. 
When fears invade, and doubts assail. 
While leaning on the staff and rod 
Of his unchanging, faithful God, 
A gleam of heav'nly light appears; 
The Saviour wipes away his tears : 
Triumphant over death and hell. 
In life or death — with him " all's well ! " 



D. L. M. J. S. HiRVEY. 



371. 



L. M. S.Stennett. 
Our Bodies the Temples of the Holy Spirit. 

1 Cor. vi, 19. John xiv. 17. 1 Cor. iii. 16. 
2 Cor. vi. 16. 

AND will th' offended God again 
Return, and dwell with sinful men? 
Will he within this bosom raise 
A living temple to his praise? 



Transporting news I Celestial Guest ! 
Come, take possession of my breast : 
Lift up your heads, ye pow'rs within. 
And let the King of Glory in. 

3 
Enter, dear Lord, with all thy train ; 
Here live, and here for ever reign ; 
Thy sceptre o'er my passions sway ; 
Let love command, and I'll obey. 



372, 



CM. 



COWPER. 



Communion with the Saviour. 
I John i. 3. 

TO tell the Saviour all my wants. 
How pleasing is the task ! 
Nor less to praise him, when he grants 
Beyond what I can ask. 
2 
My lab'ring spirit vainly seeks 

To tell but half the joy ; 
With how much tenderness he speaks, 
And helps me to reply. 
3 
But this, with boldness, I proclaim- 

Nor care if thousands hear, — 
Sweet is the odour of his name. 
Nor life is half so dear. 
4 
Trust me, I draw the likeness true. 

And not as fancy paints ; 
Such honor may he give to you. 
For such have all his saints. 

C>iO. L. M. Heginbothom. 

A Good Conscience. 

Acts xxiii. 1. xxiv. 16. 2 Cor. i. 12. 
1 Pet. iii, 16. 

SWEET peace of conscience, heav'nly 
guest .' 
Come, fix thy mansion in my breast ; 
Dispel my doubts, my fears controul, 
And heal the anguish of my soul. 

2 
Come, smiling hope, and joy sincere ; 
Come, make your constant dwelling here; 
Still let your presence cheer my heart. 
Nor sin compel you to depart. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Privileges. 



Thou God of hope and peace divine. 
Oh, make these sacred pleasures mine ! 
Forgive my sins, my fears remove, 
And send the tokens of thy love. 

4 
Then should my eyes, without a tear, 
See death, with all its terrors, near : 
My heart should then in death rejoice, 
And raptures tune my falt'ring voice. 

5 
Nay, should the frame of nature fall. 
And flames surround this earthly ball ; 
Ev'n then, my soul without dismay 
The mighty ruin would survey. 

6 
Yes, for beyond these lower skies 
New worlds salute my longing eyes ; 
Blest worlds ! where peace her thi-one 

maintains, 
And everlasting glory reigns. 



374. 



C. M. Heginbothom. 
The Christian's Feast. 
1 Cor. V. 8. 

ADIEU to all my fond pursuits ! 
Ye vain delights, adieu ! 
My heart to nobler bliss aspires. 
And better joys than you. 
2 
Not all the sweets of earth and sense 

Can please th' immortal mind ; 
Delusive sweets ! that mock our taste, 
And leave a sting behind. 
3 
Author of life and endless joy. 

To thee— to thee I come ; 
Thou art the centre of my heart. 
My portion and my home. 
4 
Give me to taste that sacred food 

Thy favor'd children eat ; 
Not earth, with all its stores, can yield 
Such soul-refreshing meat. 
5 
' Let sweet devotion be my feast; 
Oh ! teach my heart to pray ;— 
With thee to hail the morning light. 
With thee to end the day. 
6 
Let faith, and zeal, and ardent love. 

Still bear me on their wings; 
And smiling hope still lift my heart 
Above terrestrial things. 



3T5. 



CM. 



HrDsoN. 



The Christian's Happiness. 



Ps. cxxviii. 2. 



cxlvi. 5. 



HOW happy is the Christian's state! 
His sins are all forgiv'n ; 
A cheering ray confirms the grace, 
And lifts his hopes to heav'n. 
2 
Though in the rugged path of life 

He heaves the pensive sigh ; 
Yet, trusting in the Lord, he finds 
Deliv'ring grace is nigh. 
3 
If, to prevent his wand'riug steps. 

He feels the chast'ning rod ; 
The gentle stroke shall bring him back. 
To a forgiving God. 
4 
And when the welcome message comes. 

To call his soul away ; 
His soul in raptures shall ascend 
To everlasting day. 



376. 



CM. Heginbothom. 



Good hope, through gract. 
3 Thes. ii. 16. Rom. sv. 13. 1 The*, v. 8. 

COME, humble souls ; ye moanaers, 
come ; 
Aiid wipe away your tears ; 
Adieu to all your sad complaints. 
Your sorrows and your fears. 
2 
Come, shout aloud the Father's grace ; 

The Saviour's dying love ; 
Soon you shall sing the glorious theme 
In loftier strains, above. 
3 
God, the eternal, mighty God, 
To. dearer names descends ; 
Calls you his treasure and his joy. 
His children and his friends. 
4 
My Father, God ! and may these lips 

Pronounce a name so dear? 
Not thus could heav'n's sweet harmony 
Delight my list'ning ear. 
5 
Thanks to my God, for ev'ry gift 

His bounteous hands bestow; 

And thanks eternal, for that love 

1 Whence all those comforts flow. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Privileges. 



For ever let my grateful heart 

His boundless grace adore. 
Which gives ten thousand blessings now, 

And bids me hope for more, 
7 
Transporting hope ! shine on my soul, — 

With radiant glories shine, 
*Till thou thyself art lost in joys 

Immortal and divine. 



377 



8. S. 6. 8. 8. 8. 



The Christian's Peace. 
John xvi. 33. Phil. iv. 7. 

HOW peaceful is the Christian's breast! 
Tho' by distressing cares oppress'd. 

How bright his prospects shine I 
If comforts fly, or friends decay. 
Or clouds obstruct the cheering ray 
Which lights him on his heav'nly way, 

He sees the hand divine. 
2 
He knows, in heav'n there dwells a Friend, 
Who lives, though life and time shall end. 

And nature's reign be o'er ; 
Whose smiles the weary soul shall share ; 
Whose lov§ shall crown tlie pilgrim there ; 
Nor aught of anguish, aught of care. 

Disturb his passions more. 



378. 



8.8. 8.8. 8.8. 9. 

BOWRING. 



The poor have the 

them. 
Matt. xi. 5, 



preached to 



THE gospel is preach'd to the poor, 
Who long were abandon'd and lone 
The poor are forgotten no more — 
The light of the gospel 's their own : 
No longer they wander distrest. 
Amidst a disconsolate load : 
They are blest — for all nations are blest— 
With the life-giving glory of God. 
2 
The gospel is preach'd to the poor. 
To them are its promises giv'n ; 
For Jesus has open'd the door 
Which leads them to hope and to heav'n 
He owns them — he claims them as his; 
He'll never more leave them to woe : 
They shall share in eternity's bliss— 
In eternity's prospects below. 
M 



379* L. M. Steele. 

Happy Poverty. 
Luke vi. 20. Jam. ii. 5. 

YE humble souls, complain no more ; 
Let faith survey your future store ; 
Hope points to your dejected eyes 
A bright reversion in the skies. 

2 
In vain the sons of wealth and pride 
Despise your lot, your hopes deride ; 
In vain they boast their little stores ; 
Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours : — 

3 
A kingdom of immense delight. 
Where health, and peace, and joy, unite ; 
Where undeclining pleasures rise. 
And ev'ry wish has full supplies. 

4 
Jesus, to thee I breathe my pray'r ; 
Reveal, confirm my int'rest there ; 
Whate'er my humble lot below. 
This — only this, I long to know ! 

5 
Oh, let me hear that voice divine 
Pronounce the glorious blessing mine ! 
EnroU'd among thy happy poor. 
My largest wishes ask no more. 



380. 



G. M. DODDRIDGK. 



The Security of the Saviour's SJieep. 
John X. 28. 

IN one harmonious, cheerful song, 
Ye happy saints, combine; 
Loud let it sound from ev'ry tongue, 
The Saviour is divine. 
2 
The least, the feeblest of the sheep, 

To him the Father gave ; 
Kind is his heart the charge to keep. 
And strong his arm to save. 
3 
That hand which heav'n and earth sustains. 

And bars the gates of hell. 
And rivets Satan down in chains. 
Shall guard his chosen well. 
4 
Now let th' infernal Lion roar : 
How vain his threats appear ! 
When he can match Jehovah's pow'r 
We may begin to fear. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Privileges. 



obi. 73. Dr. RVLAND. 

My times are in thy hand. 
Ps. xsxi. 15. 

SOV'REIGN Ruler of the skies ! 
Ever gracious, ever wise ! 
All my times are in thy hand, — 
AIl^ events at thy command. 

2 
He that form'd me in the womb. 
He shall guide me to the tomb : 
All my times shall ever be 
Order'd by his wise decree. 

Times of sickness, times of health, 
Times of penury and wealth ; 



Times of trial and of grief; 
Times of triumph and relief; — 

4 
Times the tempter's pow'r to prove ; 
Times to taste a Saviour's love : 
All must come, and last, and end, 
As shall please my Heav'nly Friend. 

5 
Plagues and death around me fly ; 
Till he bids I cannot die : 
Not a single shaft can hit 
Till the God of love sees fit. 

6 

thou Gracious, Wise, and Just ! 
In thy hands my life I trust : 
Have I somewhat dearer still? — 

1 resign it to thy will. 



Christian Experience. 



382. 



CM. 



Watts. 



The Comparison and Complaint. 

INFINITE Pow'r ! Eternal Lord ! 
How sov'reign is thy hand ! 
All nature rose t' obey thy word. 
And moves at thy command. 
2 
With steady course thy shining sun • 

Keeps his appointed way ; 
And all the hours, obedient, run 
The circle of the day. 
3 
But ah ! how wide my spirit flies. 

And wanders from her God ; 
My soul forgets tlie heav'nly prize. 
And treads the downward road. 
4 
Great God! create my soul anew; 

Conform my heart to thine ; 
Melt down my will, and let it flow, 
And take the mould divine. 
5 
Take my whole frame into thy hand ; 

Here all my pow'rs I bring ; 
Manage the wheels by thy command. 
And govern ev'ry spring. 
6 
Then shall my feet no more depart. 

Nor wand'ring senses rove : 

Devotion shall be all my heart. 

And all my passions love. 



383 



Steelk. 



My soul cleaveth unto the dust : quicien 

thou me. 

Ps. cxix. 25. 

(■^AN we hope for crowns on high> 
J Yet content in bondage lie. 
Exiles from the blest abode. 
Far from glory, far from God ? 

2 
Oh, for one celestial ray 
From the shining seats of day ! 
Sun of Righteousness, arise ; 
Chase the slumbers from our eyes. 

3 
Thou canst bid our spirits rise 
Free and joyful to the skies : 
Liberty and joy divine. 
Sun of Righteousness, are thine ! 



384. 



. 8. 8. 4. 



Steele. 
quichen 



My soul cleaveth unto the dust 
thou me. 

Ps. cxix. 25. 



VEXATIOUS world ! thy flatt'ring 
snares 
Too long have held my easy heart ; 
And wilt thou still engross ray cares ? 

Vain world, depart. 

2 
I want delights thou canst not give: 
Thy joys are bitterness and woe ; 
My pining spirit cannot live 

On aught below. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



Enchanting prospects court the eye, 
And gay, alluring pleasures smile ; 
Bat in the fond pursuit they die : 

Ah, fruitless toil ! 
4 
Look, Sov'reign Goodness, from the skies, 
Look down, with gentle, pitying eye ; 
Oh ! bid my fainting spirit rise : 

To thee I sigh. 

5 
With beams of sweet, celestial light 
Dispel the dark, oppressive gloom ; 
Display the mansions of delight, 

And bid me come. 

G 
Those shining realms of endless day 
Could I one happy moment view. 
Then should my soul with transport say, 

" Vain world, adieu." 



385. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



Cold Affections. 



SURE I must love the Saviour's name ! 
Or is the heav'n-born passion dead 2 
Extinguish'd the celestial flame. 
And all my joys for ever fled ? 

2 
At the sweet mention of his love. 
How should the sacred ardor rise ! 
And ev'ry thought, transported, move 
In grateful joy, and glad surprise ! 

3 
Jesus demands this heart of mine. 
Demands my wish, my joy, my care ; 
But ah ! how dead to things divine. 
How cold, my best afifections are ! 

4 
What death-like lethargy detains 
My captive pow'rs with cruel art ; 
And spreads its unrelenting chains. 
Heavy and cold, around my heart ! 

5 
'lis sin, alas! with dreadful pow'r 
Divides my Saviour from }ny sight; 
Oh ! for one happy, shining hour 
Of sacred freedom, sweet delight ! 

6 
Come, dearest Lord, thy love can raise 
My captive pow'rs from sin and death; 
And fill my heart and life with praise. 
And tune my last, expiring breath 



386. 



CM. 



COWPER. 



Sinful Dispositions Lamented. 

Matt. XV. 19, 20. Mark vii. 21—23. 
Jam. iv. 1. 

DEAR Lord ! accept a sinful heart. 
Which of itself complains ; 
And mourns, with unavailing smart. 
The evil it contains. 
2 
There, fiery seeds of anger lurk. 

Which often hurt my frame; 
And wait but for the tempter's work 
To fan them to a flame. 
3 
Legality holds out a bribe 

To purchase life from thee ; 
And Discontent would fain prescribe 
How thou shalt deal with me. 
4 
While Unbelief withstands thy grace, 

And puts the mercy by ; 
Presumption, with a brow of brass. 
Says, " Give me, or I die." 
5 
How eager are my thoughts to roam 

In search of what they love ! 
But ah ! when duty calls them home. 
How heavily they move ! 
6 
Oh ! cleanse me in a Saviour's blood ; 

Transform me by thy pow'r ; 
And make me thy belov'd abode, 
And let me rove no more. 



387. 



CM. 



Scott. 



Hardness of Heart Lamented. 
Ez. xi. 19. xxxvi. 26. 

ALAS ! this adamantine heart, 
This icy rock within ! 
Alas! these active pow'rs, congeal'd 
By the deceits of sin ! 
2 
What! cannot all the melting charms 

Of a Redeemer's love. 
Nor thunderbolts of wrath divine. 
This flinty bosom move 1 
3 
Canst thou, my soul, to heav'n allied, 

A native of the sky. 
Thus, in ignoble fetters bound, 
A willing captive lie? 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



Oh ! burst these bands, or disavow 

The honorable name .' 
Nor dare but with a sinful world 

Affinity to claim. 

5 
Vain efforts these, no mortal pow'rs 

Can reigning sin subdue ; 
Thine, Sacred Spirit, is the work 

To form the heart anew. 
6 
Oh ! let the rock asunder break 

Before thine awful face ; 
Or rather melt away, beneath 

Thy milder beams of grace. 



388. 



L. M. 



Hart. 



Hardness of Heart Lamented. 
Ez. xi. 19. xxxvi. 26. 

LORD ! shed a beam of heav'nly day, 
To melt this stubborn stone away ; 
And thaw, with rays of love divine. 
This heart, — this frozen heart of mine. 

2 
The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake 
The seas can roar ; the mountains shake ; 
Of feeling all things show some sign, 
But this unfeeling heart of mine ! 

3 
To hear the sorrows thou hast felt. 
All but an adamant would melt : 
Goodness and wrath in vain combine 
To move this stupid heart of mine. 

4 
But One can yet perform the deed ; 
That 07ie, in all his grace, I need ; 
Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
And melt this stubborn heart of mine. 

5 
O Breath of Life ! breathe on my soul ; 
Here let the streams of mercy roll ; 
And thaw, with rays of love divine, 
This heart,— this frozen heart of mine. 



389. 



L. M. 



Watts. 



Inconstancy Lamented. 
Hos. X. 2. 

I LOVE the Lord ! but ah ! how far 
My thoughts from the dear object are ! 
This treach'rous heart, how wide it roves I 
And fancy meets a thousand loves. 



I often long to see my God, 
And tread the courts of his abode ; 
But troops of rivals throng the place, 
And tempt me off before his face. 

3 
Would I enjoy my Lord alone, 
I bid all earthly charms be gone, — 
Nor dare intrude ,- and charge my will 
To bar the door, and guard it still. 

4 
But cares and trifles make or find 
Their secret inlets to the mind ; 
Till I with grief and wonder see 
Huge crowds betwixt my Lord and me. 

5 
Look gently down. Almighty Grace : 
Prison me round in thine embrace ; 
Pity the soul that would be thine. 
And let thy pow'r my love confine. 



390, 



8.8. 8.8. 10.10. Steble. 



Ingratitude Reproved. 



Ps. cxlv. 10. 

MY God, shall ev'ry creature join 
In praises to thy glorious name, 
And this ungrateful heart of mine 
Refuse the universal theme ? [flow'rs. 
Well may the stars and winds, the birds and 
Reprove the heart that brings not all its 
pow'rs. 

2 
Thy grace this languid heart can raise, 
These dissipated pow'rs unite; 
Can bid me pay my debt of praise. 
With love sincere, and true delight : 
Oh! let thy grace inspire my heart, my 

tongue. 
And ev'ry pow'r shall join the gen'ral song. 

Oyl' 8.8.10. 8.8.10. Steeme. 

The Complaint of the Mind. 

Rom. vii. 24. Col. iii. 1, 2. 

WHY is this heav'n -descended 
mind. 
For nobler purposes design'd. 
So closely bound to frail, unthinking clay? 
Fain would she taste the joys of light. 
And meditate her upward flight, 
But her weak partner cannot bear the day. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



If now and then a ray divine 
With sweet, attractive lustre shine, 

And upward tempt her half-expanded 
wings ; 
The pains or appetites of sense 
Retard her flight, with fair pretence, 

And chain her, joyless, down to trifling 
things. 

3 
How blest th' unbodied minds above. 
Who still desire, delight, and love. 

And nought impedes their work, or clouds 
their joy! 
No listless inattention there. 
No tempting toy, no gloomy care : 

Celestial pleasure smiles without alloy ! 
4 
Oh, happy period .' blissful day ! 
Hope hails the distant, beauteous ray; 

To those fair scenes I lift my longing eyes. 
When this dull, heavy clay, refm'd, 
A fit companion for the mind. 

To active, joyful, endless life shall rise! 
5 
Jesus, to thee alone I owe 
Each cheering glimpse of heav'n below ; 

And thou canst bid the longing mind ascend: 
Though dull mortality impede. 
She spurns the weight if thou but lead: 

On thee alone her strength and hope depend. 
6 
Oh I speak the word ; her joyful wings 
Shall leave this little scene of things 

For the fair regions of immortal light! 
One kind, assuring word of thine 
Confirms the bright reversion mine. 

And faith shall bid adieu to earth and night. 



392. 



S.8.6. 8.8.6. Steele. 
The Fettered Mind. 
Col. iii. 1, 2. 

AH ! why should this immortal mind, 
Enslav'd by sense, be thus confin'd. 
And never, never rise? 
Why, thus araus'd with empty toys, 
And sooth'd with visionary joys. 
Forget her native skies ? 
M 2 



The mind was form'd to mount, sublime, 
Beyond the narrow bounds of time, 

To everlasting things ; 
But earthly vapours cloud her sight. 
And hang, with cold, oppressive weight, 

Upon her drooping wings. 



The world employs its various snares. 
Of hopes and pleasures, pains and cares. 

And chain'd to earth I lie : 
When shall my fetter'd pow'rs be free. 
And leave these seats of vanity, 

And upward learn to fly ? 

4 

Bright scenes of bliss, unclouded skies. 
Invite my soul : oh ! could I rise. 

Nor leave a thought below ; 
I'd bid farewell to anxious care ; 
And say to ev'ry tempting snare, 

" Heav'n calls, and I must go." 

5 

Heav'n calls, and can I yet delay ? 
Can aught on earth engage my stay? 

Ah! wretched, ling'ring heart! [light. 
Come, Lord, with strength, and life, and 
Assist and guide my upward flight, 

And bid the world depart. 

6 

One word of thy resistless pow'r 
Can bid my joyful spirit soar. 

And scorn the feeble chain : 
Come, bear my raptur'd thoughts above, 
On pinions of seraphic love, 

And earth shall tempt in vain. 



393, 



L.M. 



S. SxENNfiTT. 



Pride Lamented. 



Job xxxiii. 17. Prov. viii. 13. 

Mark vii. 22. 



OFT have I turn'd my eye within. 
And brought to light some latent 
But pride, the vice I most detest. 
Still lurks securely in my breast. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



There, with a thousand arts, she tries 
To dress me in a fair disguise ; 
To make a guilty, wretched worm 
Put on an angel's brightest form. 

3 

She hides my follies from my eyes ; 
She lifts my virtues to the skies ; 
And, while the specious tale she tells. 
Her own deformity conceals. 

4 

Rend, O my God ! the veil away ; 
Bring forth the monster to the day; 
Expose her hideous form to view. 
And all her restless pow'r subdue. 



So shall humility divine 
Again possess this heart of mine ; 
And God — the condescending God, 
Make it his Spirit's lov'd abode. 



395. 



394. 



From Watts's Latin Ode. 



Translated by Dr. Gibbons 
Self Reproof. 



WHY dost thou linger in thy cell, 
My soul, contented here to dwell? 
What are the charms of sinful clay, 
To court and entertain thy stay I 
A thousand ills thy body feels : 
In weakness now the fabric reels ; 
Attd now the crimson currents roll 
In poison, and infect the soul : 
Sorrow and pleasure mix their strife. 
And break the harmony of life. 

2 

How criminal his fond delight 
In earth, who still delays his flight; 
When Satan, and the pains of sense^ 
Try all their povv'rs to drive him hence ! 
See, how the stars their beams unite 
To point thy course, and guide thy flight, 
To ihe fair temple, of thy God,— 
The purchase of Immanuel's blood : 
Seraphic legions bid thee come — 
Jesus, in smiles, invites thee home. 



C. M. Doddridge. 

Unfruitfulness Confessed. 
Jer. viii. 20. 

ALAS, how fast our moments fly ! 
How short our months appear ! 
How swift the various seasons haste 
The still-revolving year 1 — 
2 
Seasons of grace, and days of hope. 

While Jesus waiting stands; 
And spread? the blessings of his love 
With wide-extended hands. 
3 
But oh, how slow our stupid souls , 

These blessings to secure ! 
Blessings, which through eternal years. 
Unwith'ring shall endure. 
4 
Beneath the word of life we die ; 

Perish amidst our store ; 
And what salvation should impart 
Heightens our ruin more. 
5 
Pity this madness, God of love, 

And make us truly wise ; 
So, from the pregnant seeds of grace. 
Shall glorious harvests rise ! 



396. 



L. M. 



The Storm. 



COWFER. 



Ps. xviii. 4. xlii. 7. Ixix. 1, 2. 15. 
Lam. iii. 54. Jonah ii. 3. 

THE billows swell, the winds are high, 
Clouds overcast my wintry sky ; 
Lord, from the depths, to thee I call ; 
My fears are great, my strength is small. 

2 
Amid the roaring of the sea, 
Jesus, my hope still hangs on thee : 
Thy constant love, thy faithful care. 
Is all that saves me from despair. • 

3 
Dangers, of ev'ry shape and name. 
Attend the foU'wers of the Lamb ; 
Who leave the world's deceitful shore. 
And leave it to return no more. 

4 
Though tempest-toss'd, and half a wreck. 
My Saviour through the floods 1 seek : 
Let neither winds nor stoimy main 
Force back my shatter'd bark again. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



397 



Montgomery. 



Save me, O God, for the waters are come 
in unto my soul. 

Ps. Ixix. 1—3. 13—15. 

LORD, be merciful to me. 
Still my spirit trusts in thee; 
Still to thee, her Refuge, springs : 
Be the shadow of thy wings 
Round the trembling sinner cast, 
Till the storm be over-past. 

2 
Now the water-floods prevail ; 
Hope, and strength, and courage fail : 
Turn not from thy servant's grief ; 
Grant — oh ! grant me quick relief : 
Save me. Lord — in mercy save, 
Lest I sink below the grave. 

398. C. M. Beddome. 

Complaint and Prayer in Deep Distress. 

Ps. Ixix. ir. cxix. 81. cxlii. 7. 
Lam. iii. 2. 

HOW many doubts and fears prevail 
In this distracted mind, ! 
What sad anxieties I feel ! 

My chains, how fast they bind ! 
2 
Tea thousand griefs, ten thousand cares. 

Like billows round me roll; 
While scarce a ray of light appears, 
To cheer my drooping soul. 
3 
Almighty God, reveal thy grace ; 

From bondage set me free ; 
Thy mercy-seat, thy smiling face, 
I long, I faint to see. 



399. 



CM. 



Watts. 



Sins and Sorrows laid before God. 
Job xxiii. 3—6. 

OH, that I knew the secret place 
Where I might find my God ! 
I'd spread my wants before his face. 
And pour my woes abroad. 
2 
I'd tell him how my sins arise. 

What sorrows I sustain ; 
How grace decays, and comfort dies, 
And leaves my heart in pain. 



He knows what arguments Pd take 
To wrestle with my God ; 

Pd plead for his own mercy's sake — 
Pd plead my Saviour's blood. 

4 

My God will pity my complaints, 
And heal my broken bones ; 

He takes the meaning of his saints. 
The language of their groans. 

5 

Arise, my soul, from deep distress. 

And banish ev'ry fear ; 
He calls thee to his throne of grace. 

To spread thy sorrows there. 



400. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



A bsence from God. 
Is. 1, 10. 

OTHOU, whose tender mercy hears 
Contrition's humble sigh ; 
Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
From sorrow's weeping eye ;— r 

2 

See ! low before thy throne of grace, 

A wretched wand'rer mourn : 
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 

Hast thou not said. Return ? 
3 
And shall my guilty fears prevail 

To drive me from thy feet ? 
Lord, let not this dear refuge fail, 

This only safe retreat. 

4 

Absent from thee, my guide, my light. 

Without one cheering ray. 
Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, 

How desolate my way I 

5 

Oh! shine on this benighted heart — 

With beams of mercy shine ; 
And let thy healing voice impart 

A taste of joys divine. 
6 
Thy presence only can bestow 

Delights which never cloy : 
Be this my solace here belovr. 

And my eternal joy. 



I 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



401. 

Translated from Bobrov, hy Bowring. 

Midnight Hymn 
of the Russian Churches, sung at Easter. 



Matt, xxvii. 45. 



Mark xv. 33. 



WHY, thou never-setting Light, 
Is thy brightness veil'd from me 1 
Why does this unusual night 
Cloud thy blest benignity ? 

2 

I am lost without thy ray ; 

Guide my wand'ring footsteps. Lord ! 

Light my dark and erring way 

To the noon-tide of thy word. 

40 J. c. M. Rev. Oliver Hart. 

Longing T:o be released. 

1 Kings xix. 4. Job iii. 20—22. 

vii. 16. X. 1. 

FOREBODING thoughts and gloomy 
fears 
Crowd thick into my breast ; 
Perplexing doubts and anxious cares 
Forbid my soul to rest. 
2 
Happy, ye saints above the skies. 
Beyond the reach of woe ! 



Dear Lord, command my soul to rise- 

With joyful haste I'll go. 
3 
The world in sackcloth and distress 

I'll leave beneath my feet ; 
And mount in Jesus' righteousness 

My dearest Lord to meet. 



403. 



8. 8. 6. 8. 8. 6. 



404. 



lOs. 



Entreating the Presence of God in 
Affiiction. 

Job xxix. 2, 3. Ps. cxix. 82. 

My God, amid the suflf'ring hour 
I wait thy grief-subduing pow'r. 

To calm ray ruffled breast ; 
By varying passions made to know 
The chilling damp, the fev'rish glow, 

A stranger still to rest. 
2 
Amid the gloomy scenes of life. 
Its servile caie and vulgar strife, 

'Tis thee I long to find ; — 
'Tis thee, my God, whose smile alone. 
When gently through my soul it ;shonc, 

Restor'd my fainting mind. 
3 
Once and again that bliss impart! 
Still let thy presence cheer my heart, 

And bid my sorrows cease ; 
Once more, blest Sun of Glory, spread 
Thy healing wings, and o'er me shed 

The balmy light of peace ! 

Anonymous. 



When wilt thou comfort me J 
Ps. cxix. 82. 



HEii R, gracious Lord, and heal the woes I mourn 
Assuage the anguish of my bleeding heart ; 
And bid the comforts of thy love return. 
And never from my anxious breast depart. 



Oft have I rais'd my trembling hands to thee, 
When words have sunk, and tears rcfus'd to flow ; 
Oft have I look'd to heav'n — oh ! look on me. 
And one endearing, gracious smile bestow .' 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



405. 



8 6s. & 2 8s. Raffles. 



Prayer for Peace of Mind, 
Numb. vi. 26. 

COME, heav'nly peace of mind, 
I sigh for thy return ; 

I seek, but cannot find. 

The joys for which I mourn : 

Where is my Saviour now. 

Whose smiles I once possess'd ? 

'Till he return, I bow. 

By heaviest grief oppressed : 
My days of happiness are gone ; 
And I am left to weep alone. 
2 

I tried each earthly charm ; 

In pleasure's haunts I stray'd ; 

I sought its soothing balm ; 

I ask'd the world its aid : 

But, ah ! no balm it had. 

To heal a wounded breast ; 

And I, forlorn and sad. 

Must seek another rest : 
My days of happiness are gone. 
And I am left to weep alone. 
3 

Where can the mourner go. 

And tell his tale of grief? 

Ah ! who can soothe his woe, 

And give him sweet relief? 

Jesus, thy smiles impart; 

My dearest Lord, return, 

And ease my wounded heart. 

And bid me cease to mourn : 
Tlien shall this night of sorrow 3ee, 
And peace and heav'n be found in thee. 



406. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



Walking in Darkness, and Trusting 
in God. 

Is. 1. 10. 

HEAR, gracious God, my humble 
pray'r ; 
To thee I breathe my sighs ; 
When will the cheering morn appear? 
And when my joys arise ? 
2 
My God ! — oh I could I make the claim — 

My Father and my Friend ! 
And call thee mine by ev'ry name 
On which thy saints depend ! 



By ev'ry name of pow'r and love 

I would thy grace intreat; 
Nor should my humble hopes remove. 

Nor leave thy mercy-seat. 
4 
Yet, though my soul in darkness mourns, 

Thy word is all my stay ; 
Here would I rest till light returns : 

Thy presence makes my day. 
5 
Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace 

Relieve my aching heart ; 
Oh I smile, and bid my sorrows cease. 

And bid the gloom depart. 
6 
Then shall my drooping spirit rise. 

And bless thy healing rays ; 
And change these deep, complaining sighs 

For songs of sacred praise. 



407. 



1-lSth. 



Beddome., 



Who can tell ? 
Jon. iii. a. 2 Sam. xii. 22. 

GREAT God, to thee I'll make 
My various sorrows known ; 

And with a humble hope 

Approach thine awful throne : 
Though by my sins deserving hell, 
I'll not despair — for "who can tell?" 
2 

'Tis thine, Lord, by a word 

My drooping heart to cheer ; 

And by thy Spirit form 

Thy glorious image there : 
My foes subdue, my fears dispel ; 
To thee I'll seek— for «« who can tell ? " 
3 

In times of deep distress. 

To thee alone I'll fly ;— 

Implore thy pow'rful aid, — 

Beneath thy footstool lie : — 
My case deplore, my wants reveal. 
And calmly wait — for " who can tell ? " 
4 

Satan and sin condemn, 

And conscience frowns within : 

One gracious look of thine 

Can make it all serene : 
My fears suggest that 1 shall dwell 
In endless flames — but " who can tell ?" 



CHUISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



Vile unbelief, begone ! 

Ye doubts, fly swift away ! 

God has an ear to hear. 

While I've a heart to pray : 
If he be mine, all will be well — 
For ever well— and " who can tell ? " 



408. 



8.4. 8.4. 



Vernon. 



/ will lift up mine eyes to the hills, from 
whence cometh my help, 

Ps. cxxi. 1. 

OH! strike the harp: 'twill soothe the soul 
To sing of woe : 
Pour forth the strain without controul, — 
But soft and slow. 
2 
Time was, when quicker notes could charm; 

But it is past — 
The winds were hush'd— so sweet a calm 
Could never last. 
3 
The night is passing— fled the dream— 

'Twill soon be day : 
From yonder hill the sun will beam 
In bright array. 



409. 



L. M. 



CONDER. 



/ am continually ivith thee. 
Ps. Ixxiii. 23. 

WHEN, in the hour of lonely woe, 
I give my sorrows leave to flow ; 
And anxious fear, and dark distrust. 
Weigh down my spirit to the dust : 

2 
When not ev'n fiiendship's gentle aid 
Can heal the wounds the world has made, — 
Oh ! this shall check each rising sigh — 
That Jesus is for ever nigh. 

3 
His counsels, and his tender care. 
My safety and my comfort are ; 
His eye shall guide me all my days. 
Till glory crown his work of grace. 

4 
Jesus ! in whom but thee above. 
Can I repose my trust, my love ? 
And shall an earthly object be 
Lov'd in comparison with thee ? 



My flesh is hast'ning to decay ; 
Soon shall the world have pass'd away ; 
And what can mortal friends avail. 
When heart aud strength and life shall fail 1 

6 
But, oh ! be thou, my Saviour, nigh. 
Then shall I triumph while I die : 
My strength, my portion is divine ; 
ixnd Jesus is for ever mine I 



410. 



CM. 



Beddome. 



J'J~hy weepest thou ? 
John XX. 13. ' 

WHY, O my soni, why weepest thou 1 
Tell me — ^from whence arise 
Those briny tears that often flow, 
Those groans that pierce the skies 1 
2 
Is sin the cause of thy complaint 1 

Or the chastizing rod 1 
Dost thou an evil heart lament. 
And mourn an absent God 1 
3 
Lord, let me weep for nought but sin, 

And after none but thee ; 
And then I would— (oh ! that I might !)— 
A constant weeper be. 



411 



L. M. 



Scott. 



T7ie Covenant-keeping God, the Christian's 
Solace in Distress. 

Is. liv. 7—10. 

SHALL the least shadow of a change 
Becloud the Origin of light? 
Or can the hopes which truth has rais'd 
Lie buried in eternal night? 

2 
Sooner' may nature's laws reverse ; 
Revolving seasons cease their round ; 
Nor spring appear with blooming pride; 
Nor autumn be with plenty crown'd ; — 

3 
Yon shining orbs forget their course ; 
The sun his destin'd path forsake ; 
And burning desolation mark. 
Amid the world, his devious track. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



Earth may, with all her po-w'rs, dissolve, 
(If such her great Creator's will,)— 
But tliou for ever art the same ; 
I AM is thy memorial still. 

5 
Take courage, then, my trembling soul ; 
Fix all thy thoughts and hopes above : 
Trust thou in God; he'll yet return. 
And make thee sing surprising love. 



412. 



L. M. Cruttenden. 



Satan Repulsed ; or, Despair Prevented, 
by Views of the Divine Mercy. 



Jam. iv, 7. 



Pet. V. 



9rT! IS 



I 



IS false, thou vile accuser! — go ! 
see through all thy thin disguise : — 
Back, to thy native realms below. 
Thou parent of deceit and lies ! 

2 
Think not to drive my trembling soul, 
Laden with guilt, to black despair : 
Hast thou survey'd the sacred roll. 
And found my name not written there ? 

3 
Presumptuous thought! to fix the bound. 
To limit mercy's sov'reign reign : 
What other happy souls have found, 
I'll seek, nor shall I seek in vain. 

4 
I own my guilt, thy charge confess. 
Nor can thy malice make it more ; 
Of crimes, already numberless, 
Vain the attempt to swell the score. 

5 
Set the black list before my sight : — 
While I remember Jesus died, 
'Twill only urge my speedier flight 
To seek salvation at his side. 

6 
Low at his feet I'll cast me down ; 
To him reveal my grief and fear ; 
And, if he spurn me from his throne, 
I'll be the first who perish'd there. 



413. 



His acts may change, but not his heart,— 

He loves, ev'n when he frowns ; 
And, by afHiction's heaviest strokes. 

Trains for immortal crowns, 
3 
Withdrawn aAvhile, he'll yet return. 

And <?hase away thy fears : 
Thus midnight clouds and mists are gone 

When morning light appears. 

"^-L^* 7.6. 7.6. MONTGOAIEKY. 

Will the Lord cast off for ever? 
Ps. Ixxvii. 7—19. 

HATH God cast off for ever? 
Can time his truth impair % 
His tender mercy, never 
Shall I presume to share ? 
2 
Has he his loving kindness 

Shut up in endless wrath 1— 
No ; — this is my own blindness. 
That cannot see his path. 
3 
I call to recollection 

The years of his right hand ; 
And, strong in his protection. 
Again through faith I stand. 
4 
Thy deeds, O Lord, are wonder; 

Holy are all thy ways ; 
The secret place of thunder 
Shall utter forth thy praise. 



415. 



8.8.6. Gospel Mag. 



Wait on the Lord : be of good courage. 



C, M. Beddome, 

Hope in Darkness. 
Ps. xlii. 8. 

WHY, my soul,witb cares oppress'd. 
Indulge thyself in grief? 
Will not thy gracious Father's word 
Afford some kind relief? 



Ps. xxvii. 14. 

HO' clouds arise, and dim the sight, 
And dreadful storms impend. 
Our God will yet restore the light ; 
He'll make the rising moment bright, 
And show himself our Friend. 



T' 



What though a thousand foes invade. 

And aim to break our peace ; 
Let but our pray'rs to him be made, 
He'll swiftly bring resistless aid. 
And make the tumult cease. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



Then let us yield no more to grief ; 

A gracious God will rise : 
On wings of love he'll bring relief. 
Exceed our hope, assuage our grief, 

And dry our weepingleyes. 



416. 



10.6. 



From the Spanish 0/ Melendez. 

TJie Divine Presence and Goodness, the 
Christian's Consolation. 

Is. 1. 10. 

LORD, though ray way he dark, I feel 
and know 
That thou art ev'ry where ; 
And worms and worlds— the lofty and the 

low. 

All— all thy pow'r declare : 
2 
All— all thy love proclaim : thy pow'r and 
love. 

Obvious to ev'ry sense. 
Is heard in all, around, beneath, above. 
In varied eloquence. 
3 
I see thee in the flow'r— perceive thee still 

In ev'ry breath of air : 
I hear thee in the music of the rill ; 
And feel myself thy care. 
4 
This is enough all sadness to control. 

Ail doubts and fears to chase ; — 
Enough to calm the tumult of my soul. 
And bid my sorrows cease. 



417. 



.6.8. 8.6.8. BOWRING. 



Joy Cometh in the morning, 
Ps. XXX. 5. 

WHY should dreams so dark and 
dreary 
Fill my thought ? Is there nought,— 
Nought to soothe and bless the weary ? 
Night may wrap the arch of heaven — 

Soon a ray, bright with day. 
Cheers the morn, and gilds the even. 

2 
Is the sun in heav'n no longer 

When the rain sweeps the plain? 
Soon he blazes brighter— stronger : 
Is the flow'ret's sleep eternal 

When its cup, folded up, 
Waits the smiles and breezes, vernal? 



Why should man, then — child of sorrow>i 

Mourn his doom ? present gloom 
Will be light and bliss to-morrow : 

Why should Christians bound their vision 
To the cell where they dwell. 

Strangers to the bliss of heaven I 
4 

Even here, all pain is fleeting; 
Even here, joy and care 

Join in constant, earnest greeting : 

But, where all our hopes are tending. 
Peace and love reign above : — 

Bliss unbroken — joy unending ! 



418. 



C. M. 



Gospel Mag. 



The Penitent Restored. 



9fTr\WAS in an hour when sin prevail'd, 
JL And sore temptations press'd, 

A sudden groan my ear assail'd. 
And pierc'd my shiv'ring breast. 



I turn'd in haste ; and, as I stood. 

My wond'ring eyes surveyed 
A Prince, expiring in his blood, 

High on a cross display'd. 
3 
I knew him, though his thorny crowa 

Dimm'd his majestic air; 
And turn'd, demanding, with a frown, 

What traitor fix'd him there ? 
4 
No answer to my voice I heard. 

Nor could discern a foe ; 
When, lo ! his fainting head he rear'd. 

And spake in words of woe : — 
5 
" Mortal, from vain inquiry rest ; 

My cruel murd'rer see ; 
Thy crimes have rent my bleeding breast. 

And nail'd me to the tree." , , 
6 
Trembling, I fell ! I kiss'd his wounds, 

And wept the gore away ; 
I saw him smooth his killing frowns. 

And heard him gently say — 
7 
" Rise ! let thy heart its grief compose. 

Thy Saviour can forgive ; 
He feels the burthen of thy woes. 

And dies to bid thee live." 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



4iy. 8.7. 8.7. 4.7. Fawcett. 

Cast down, yet hoping in God. 
Ps. xlii. 5. 11. xliii. 5. John xvi. 20. 

OMY soul, what means this sadness? 
Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? 
Let thy griefs be tuni'd to gladness, 
Bid thy restless fears be gone : 

Look to Jesus — 
And rejoice in Calvary. 
2 
What, though Satan's stropg temptations 

Vex and teaze thee, day by day 1 
And thy sinful inclinations 
Often fill thee with dismay ? 

Thou shalt conquer, 
Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 
3 
Though ten thousand ills beset thee, — 

Foes without, and fears within ; 

Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee. 

But redeem from hell and sin : 

He is faithful 
To perform his gracious Avord, 
4 
Though distresses now attend thee, 

Trav'lling through life's thorny road ; 
His right hand shall still defend thee; 
Soon he'll bring thee home to God : 

Hallelujah ! 
Praise the great Redeemer's name. 
5 
Oh ! that I could now adore him. 
Like the heav'nly host above, — 
Who for ever bow before him, 
And, unceasing, ging his love ! 

Happy songsters ! 
When shall I your chorus join ? 



420. 



Why art thou cast down, O my soul ? 
Ps. xlii. 5. 11. xliii. 3. John xvi. 20. 

OMY soul, what means this sadness? 
Why distress'd from day to day ? 
\aw\ to Christ, thy gracious Saviour; 
He can chase the clouds away. 
2 
In this land of sin and" sorrow 

Think not always to have peace ; 
Grace and gin will still be warring. 
But the conflict soon shall cease. 
N 



Soon shall Jesus, crown'd with glory. 

Burst the clouds, and mount his throne ; 
And, to thine unbounded comfort, 

He shall claim thee for his own. 
4 
In a rich, unfading mansion. 

With him thou shalt ever dwell ; — 
But the glory of that station. 

Oh, — no mortal tongue can tell! 

h^V, 7s, Montgomery. 

Why art thou cast dotvn, O my soul ? 



Ps. xlii. 5. 8. 11. 



xliii. 5. 



WHY art thou cast down, my soul? 
God, thy God, shall make thee 
whole : 
Why art thou disquieted? 
God shall lift thy drooping head : 
And his countenance benign 
Be the saving health of thine. 

2 
Once the morning's earliest light 
Brought his mercy to my sight ; 
Once my wakeful song was heard 
Later than the ev'ning bird ; 
Still his countenance shall shine 
Through the clouds that darken thine, 

3 
Why, my soul, art thou perplex'd ? 
Why with faithless trouble vex'd 1 
Hope in God, whose saving name 
Thou shalt joyfully proclaim. 
When his countenance divine 
Sheds the light of heay'n on thine. 

422. c. M. Nl'wton. 

The Storm hushed. 
Ps. lix. 16. Is. xii. 1. 

9^1 ^ IS past — the dreadful, stormy night 

1 Is gone, with all its fears! 
And now I see returning Ifght, 
The Lord, my Sun, appears. 
2 
Oh, wondrous change! but just before, 

Despair beset me round ; 
I -heard the lion's horrid roar. 
And trembled at the sound. 
3 
Before corruption, guilt, and fear, 

My comforts blasted fell ; 
And unbelief discover'd near 
The dieadful depths of hell. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



But Jesus pitied my distress ; 

He heard my feeble cry; 
ReveaI'd his blood aud righteousness. 

And brought salvation nigh. 

Dear Lord, since thou hast broke my bands, 

Aud set the captive free, 
I would devote my tongue, my hands, 

My heart, my all, to thee. 



423. 



L. M. 



CoVfPER. 



Light succeeding Darkness. 
Ps. lix. 16. Is. xii. 1. 

WHEN darkness long has veil'd my 
mind, 
And smiling day once more appears ; 
Then, my Redeemer, then I find 
The folly of my doubts and fears. 

2 
Straight I upbraid my wand'ring heart. 
And blush that I should ever be 
Thus prone to act so base a part. 
Or harbor one hard thought of thee ! 

3 
Oh ! let me then at length be taught — 
What I am still so slow to learn — 
That God is love, and changes not. 
Nor knows the shadow of a turn : — 

4 
Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ! 
But when my faith is sharply tried, 
I find myself a learner yet, 
Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 

5 
But, O my Lord, one look from thee 
Subdues the disobedient will ; 
Drives doubt and discontent away. 
And thy rebellious worm is still. 

6 
Thou art as ready to forgiv^ 
As I am ready to repine; 
Thou, therefore, all the praise receive : 
Be shame and self-abhorrence mine. 

4^2^. 7.6. 7.6. Edmeston. 

Light succeeding Darkness. 

Ps. lix. 16. 

WHEN hours of shade are ending. 
And morning chases niglit, 
The glorious sun, ascending. 
Makes all creation bright. 



So gloom, and doubt, and sadness. 

When faith's fair sun appears, 
Are turn'd to hope and gladness. 

And joy breaks through our tears. 
3 
The sunbeam of the morning 

Appears a brighter ray. 
Since, ere his welcome dawning. 

The world in darkness lay. 
4 
So peace and love, appearing. 

Their sweetest gifts bestow, — 
Shine brightest, most endearing, 

Through deepest shades of woe. 



425. 



S. M. 



Rejoicing in Gospel Privileges. 
Phil. iii. 1. iv. 4. 1 Thes. v. 16, 

MY heart, no more distress'd. 
Shall lose unhallow'd fear : 
God is my portion and my rest — 
His will my only care. 

2 
Amid the storms below, 
In him I find a calm : 
For ev'ry pang that sense can know 
He gives a sov'reign balm. 

3 
Blest with his wondrous love. 
In peace I spend my days. 
And, waiting for my crown above, 
I sing my Saviour's praise. 

4 
Death, with his icy hand. 
Shall only lead me nigh 
My perfect rest, and safely land 
My weary soul on high. 

5 
For this I lift my voice. 
For this my God adore : 
Rejoice, my soul, again rejoice — 
Rejoice for evermore. 



426, 



.7. 8.7. 



Robinson. 



Rejoicing before tJie Cross. 
Phil. iii. 3. 1 Pet. i. 8. 

SWEET the moments, rich in blessini 
Which before the cross I spend ; 
Life, and healtli, and peace possessing. 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experieiice. 



Truly blessed is this station, 

Low before his cross to lie ; 
While I see divine compassion 

Beaming in his gracious eye. 
3 
Love and grief my heart dividing. 

With my tears his feet I'll bathe ; 
Constant still, in faith abiding, 

Life deriving from his death. 
4 
May I still enjoy this feeling. 

Still to my Redeemer go : — 
Prove his wounds each day more healing, 

And himself more deeply know. 



427. 



C. M. 



Doddridge. 



The Lord is my strength, and my song ; 
and is become my salvation, 

Ps. cxviii. 14. 1 Sam. xxx. 6. 
Rom. viii. 31. 

JEHOVAH! 'tis a glorious name! 
Still pregnant with delight ; 
It scatters round a cheerful beam. 
And gilds the darkest night. 
2 
What tbough our mortal comforts fade, 

And droop like with'ring flow'rs? 
Nor time, nor death, can break that band 
Which makes Jehovah ours. 
3 
My cares — I give them to the wind, 

And shake them off like dust : 
Well may I trust my all with him. 
With whom my soul I trust. 



428, 



7.6. 7.6. D. Montgomery. 



TJie Lord is my light, and my salvation. 

Ps. xxvii. 1—3. 5. 14. cxviii, 14. 
Is. xii. 2. Rom. viii. 31. 



GOD is my strong salvation. 
What foe have I to fear ? 
In darkness and temptation, 
My light, my help, is near: 
Though hosts encamp around me. 

Firm to the fight I stand ; 
What foe shall dare confound me, 
With such a Friend at hand ? 



On him, in full reliance. 

My soul, with courage wait ; 
His truth be thine affiance 

When faint and desolate : 
His might thine heart shall strengthen. 

His smile thy joy increase, — 
Thy days of pleasure lengthen. 

And give thee endless peace. 



429. 



7.6. 7.6. 7.7. 



CONDER. 



The Christian Happy in Realizing the 
Divine Scrutiny. 

Ps. xxxvii. 18. 

LORD ! whate'er in mortal eyes 
Thy servant may appear, 
Seen beneath that fair disguise 

Which veils the most sincere ; 
Thine all-penetrating view 
Searches all my spirit through. 

2 
But if thine approving smile. 

My Father, cheer my breast. 
Let the world account me vile. 

It shall not break my rest : 
Strong in weakness I shall be; 
Rich, however poor, in thee. 



430. 



8s. 



Francis. 



Rejoicing in Jesus Christ. 
Phil. iii. 3. 1 Pet. i. S. 

MY gracious Redeemer I love 1 
His praises aloud I'll proclaim ; 
And join with the armies above 
To shout his adorable name : 
To gaze on his glories divine. 
Shall be my eternal employ- 
To feel them incessantly shine. 
My boundless, ineffable joy. 

2 
He freely redeem'd, with his blood, 
My soul from the confines of hell ; 
To live on the smiles of my God — 
In his presence and glory to dwell ; 
To shine with the angels of light; 
With saints and with seraphs to sing; 
To view, with eternal delight. 
My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Experience. 



In Meshech, as 5"et, I reside, — 
A diirksome and restless abode ! 
Molested with foes on each side, 
And longing to dwell with my God ; 
Oh ! when shall my spirit exchange 
This ceil of corruptible clay, 
For mansions celestial, and range 
Through realms of ineffable day 1 



My glorious Redeemer ! I long 
To see thee descend on the cloud. 
Amid the bright, numberless throng, 
Aiid mix with the triumphing crowd ; 
Oh ! when wilt thou bid me ascend. 
To join in th}' praises above ; 
To gaze on thee, world without end. 
And feast on thy ravishing love ? 



Nor sorrow, nor sickness, nor pain. 
Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear. 
Shall ever molest me again : — 
Perfection of glory reigns there : 
This soul and this body shall shine 
la robes of salvation and praise; 
And banquet on pleasm-es divine. 
Where God his full beauty displays 



Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns. 
Your pride with disdain I survey : 
Your pomps are but shadows and sounds 
And pass in a moment away : 
The crown that my Saviour bestows 
Yon permanent sun shall outshine : 
My joy everlastingly flows — 
My God, my Redeemer, is mine! 



431. 

Rejoicing in Jesus Christ. 
Phil. iii. 3, i Pet. i, 8. 

GRACIOUS Jesus, thee I love; 
Thou, my hope, my joy, my rest; 
All thy ways my thoughts approve ; 
I'm in thee for ever blest. 

2 
'Tis thy presence, Jesus, thine, 
Makes my cheerful pow'rs rejoice ; 
Saving mercy, love divine. 
Tunes my heart, and tunes my voice. 

3 
Jesus ! Source of excellence ! 
All thy glorious love reveal : 
Kingdoms shall not bribe me hence. 
While this happiness I feel. 

■•4 
Take my heart, 'tis all thine own ; 
To thy will my spirit frame : 
Thou shalt reign, and thou alone. 
Over all I have and am. 



432, 



Joy unspeakaUe, and full of glory. 
1 Pet. i. 8. 

SACRED raptures cheer my breast. 
Rushing tides of hallow'd zeal ; 
Joys too vast to be express'd 
In this swelling heart I feel. 

2 
Warm, enthusiastic fires 
In my panting bosom roll ; 
Hope of bliss that ne'er expires 
Dawns upon my ravish'd soul. 



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433, 



C. M. 



Doddridge. 



Seek ye first the ki^igdom of God. 
Matt. vi. 33. Luke xii. 31. 

NOW let a true ambition rise, 
And ardor fire our breast. 
To reign in worlds above the skies, 
In heav'uly glories drest. 



Behold Jehovah's royal hand 
A radiant crown display. 

Whose gems with vivid lustre shioe. 
While stars and suns decay. 



Away each grov'lling, anxious care, 
I Beneath a Christian's aim ! 
i We spring to seize immortal joys, 
I In our Redeemer's name. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects. 



4o4'. 8.3,6. 8.8.6. J.Wesley, 

The Christian Pilgrim. 

Ps. xxxix. 12. cxix. 19. 1 Chir. xxix. 15. 
Heb. xi. 8—10. 13—16. xiii. 14. 



HOW happy is the pilgrim's lot! 
How free from ev'ry anxious 
thought, — 
From worldly hope and fear ! 
Confin'd to neither court nor cell. 
His soul disdains on earth to dwell, — 
He only sojourns here. 
2 
His happiness in part is mine, 
Already sav'd from self-design. 

From ev'ry creature love ! 
Blest with the scorn of finite good, 
My soul is lighten'd of its load, 
And seeks the things above. 

3 

The things eternal I pursue; 
And happiness, beyond the view 

Of those who basely pant 
For things by nature felt and seen : 
Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean, 

I neither have nor want. 



Nothing on earth I call my own ; 
A stranger, to the world unknown, 

I all their goods despise : 
I trample on their whole delight. 
And seek a country out of sight — 

A country in the skies. 



There is my house, and portion fair ; 
My treasure and my heart are there, 

And my abiding home : 
For me my elder brethren stay. 
And angels beckon me away. 

And Jesus bids me come. 



I come, thy servant. Lord, replies, 
I come to meet thee in the skies. 

And claim my heav'nly rest : 
Soon shall the pilgrim's journey end ; 
Then, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 

Receive me to thy breast ! 
N2 



435. 



C. M. Montgomery. 



For here have we no continuing city, but 
ue seek one to come. 

Heb. xiii. 14. xi. 8—10. 13—16. 

WHILE through this changing world 
we roam. 
Through each succeeding age, 
Heav'n is the Christian pilgrim's home — 
His rest at ev'ry stage. 
2 
Thither his raptur'd thought ascends. 

Eternal joys to share ; 
There his adoring spirit bends. 
While here he kneels in praj'r. 
3 
From earth his freed affections rise, 

To fix on things above ; 
Where all his hope of glory lies, 
And love is perfect love. 



436. 



S.M. 



Doddridge. 



The ransomed of the Lord shall return, 
and borne to Zion, ivith songs and ever- 
lasting joy upon their heads. 

Is. XXXV. 10. 9. Ps. cxxxviii. 5. 

NOW let our voices join 
To form a sacred song ; 
Ye pilgrims in Jehovah's ways, 
With music pass along. 

2 
How straight the path appears ! 
How open and how fair ! 
No lurking gins t' entrap our feet- 
No fierce destroyer there. 

3 
But flow'rs of paradise 
In rich profusion spring ; 
The sun of glory gilds the path, 
And dear companions sing. 

4 
See Salem's golden spires. 
In beauteous prospect rise ; 
And brighter crowns than mortals wear. 
Which sparkle through the skies. 

5 
All honor to his name, 
Who marks the shining way ; 
To him, who leads the pilgrims on 
To realms of endless day. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects. 



437. 



C. M. 



Doddridge. 



The Christian Race. 

1 Cor. ix. 24, 25. Phil. iii. 12—14. 
Heb. sii. 1. 

AWAKE, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve, 
Aud press with vigor on : 
A heav'nly race demands thy zeal. 
And an immortal crown. 
2 
'Tis God's all-animating voice 

That calls thee from on high ; 
'Ti3 his own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye. 
3 
A cloud of witnesses around 
Hold thee in full survey : 
Forget the steps already trod. 
And onward urge thy way^. 
4 
Blest Saviour, introduc'd by thee, 

Have we our race begun ; 
And, crown'd with vict'ry, at thy feet 
We'll lay onr laurels down. 



438. 



148th. TOPLADT'9 Cofe. 



The Christian's Spiritual Voyage. 

JESUS, at thy command, 
I launch into the deep ; 
And leave my native land, 
Where sin lulls all asleep : 
For thee I would the world resign, 
And sail to heav'n with thee and thine. 
2 
Though rocks, and quicksands deep, 
Through all my passage lie. 
Yet Christ will safely keep. 
And guide me with his eye : 
1 trust his faithfulness and pow'r 
To save rae in the trying hour. 
3 
Whene'er becalm'd I lie. 
And storms forbear to toss, 
Be thou, dear Saviour, nigh. 
Lest I should suffer loss ; 
For more the treach'rous calm I dread 
Tlian tempests bursting o'er my head. 



By faith I see the land,— 

The port of endless rest : 

My soul, thy wings expand. 

And flj- to Jesus' breast! 
Oh ! may I reach the heav'nly shore, 
Where winds and waves distress no more. 

4jy. 8,7.8.7.4.7. Kelly. 

The Cliristian's Spiritual Voyage. 

Matt. xiv. 24—32. Mark vU 4*— 61. 
John vi. 13—21. 

^fT7"HY those fears? behold! 'tis Jesus 
V ? Holds the helm and guides the ship : 
Spread the sails, and catch the breezes 
Sent to waft us o'er the deep. 

To the regions 
Where tlie mourners cease to weep. 
2 
Can we stay \^here death is hov'ringi 

Can we rest on such a shore f 

No ! the awful truth discov'ring, 

We can linger there no more : 

We forsake it. 
Leaving all we lov'd before. 
3 
Though the shore we hope to land on 

Only by report is known ; 
Yet we freely all abandon. 
Led by that report alone ; 

And, witii Jesus, 
Through the trackless deep move on. 
4 
Led by faith, we brave the ocean ; 

Led by faith, the storms defy; 
Calm, amid the wild commotion. 
Knowing that our Lord is nigh : 

Waves obey him. 
And tjie storms before him fly. 
5 
Render'd safe by his protection, 

We shall pass the M'at'ry waste ; 
Trusting to his wise direction. 
We shall gain the port at last ; 

And with vender 
Think on toils and dangers past. 
6 
Oh, what pleasures there await ua I 
There the tempests cease to roar : 
There the enemies Mho hate ns 
Shall molest our peace no more ; 

Trouble ceases 
On that tranquil, happy shore. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects. 



440. 



C. M. 



Steeli::. 



Quicken them vie in thy way. 
Ps. cxix. 37. 

TO heav'n my restless heart aspires. 
Oh ! for a quick'niug ray, 
To animate my faint desires. 
And cheer the tiresome way I 
2 
Satan and sin unite their art 

To keep me from my Lord ; 
Dear Saviour, guard ray trembling heart 
And guide me by thy word. 
3 
Whene'er the tempting foe alarms. 

Or spreads the fatal snare, 

I'll fly to my Redeemer's arms, 

For safety must be there. 

441 . 8. 7. 8.7. From the Welsh of 
Rev. VV. Williams. 

Entreating the Saviour's Guidance. 

Luke i. 79. 

GREAT Redeemer, Friend of sinnersj 
Thou hast glorious pow'r to save : 
Grant me light, and still conduct me 
Over each tempestuous wave ! 
2 
May my soul, with sacred transport. 

View the dawn while yet afar : 
Till the radiant sun arises. 
Lead me by the morning star ! 
3 
Oh ! what folly, oh I what madness. 

That my thoughts should go astray, 
After toys and empty pleasures — 
Pleasures only of a day, 
4 
This vain world, with all its trifles. 

Soon, alas ! shall be no more : 
There's no object worth admiring 
But the God whom I adore* 

442. 8.7. 8.7. 4.7. 

Than shalt guide me with thy counsel, an 

afterward receive me to glory. 

Ps. Ixxiii. 24. 

GUIDE me, thou great Jehovah, 
Pilgrim through this barren land : 
I am weak, but thou art mighty ; 
Hold me with thy pow'rful hand ; 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me till I want no more. 



Open thou the crystal fountain. 

Whence the living waters flow ; 
Let the fi'ry, cloudy pillar 
Guide me all my journey through : 

Strong Deliv'rer, 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 
3 
When I tread the verge of Jordan, 

Bid my anxious fears subside : 
Death of deaths, and hell's destruction. 
Land me safe on Canaan's side : 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to thee. 



443, 



CM. 



Dr. Ryland. 



Difficulties in the Way of Duty 
Surmounted. 

Gen. xxiv. 56. 

IN all my Lord's appointed ways. 
My journey I'll pursue ; 
" Hinder me not," ye much-lov'd saints. 
For I must go with you. 
2 
Through floods and flames, if Jesue lead, 

I'll follow where he goes ; 
" Hinder me not," shall be my cry. 
Though earth and hell oppose. 
3 
Through duty, and through trials too, 

I'll go at his command : 
" Hinder me not," for I am bound 
To my Immanuel's land. 
4 
And when my Saviour calls me home. 

My joyful cry shall be, 
" Hinder me not ; " come, welcome death 
I'll gladly go with thee. 



444. 



L. M. S. Stennett. 

The Christian Warfare, and Christian 
Armour, 

2Cor. vi.7. Eph. vi. 10— 17. iThes.v.S. 
1 Tim. vi. 12. 

MY Captain sounds th' alarm of war: 
Awake ! the pow'rs of hell are near I 
To arms I to arms ! I hear him cry ; 
'Tis yours to conquer, or to die ! 

2 
Roas'd by the animating sound, 
I cast my eager eyes around ; 
Make haste to gird my armour on. 
And bid each trembling fear be gone. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects, 



Hope is my helmet, faith my shield ; 
Thy word, my God, the sword I wield 
With sacred truth my loins are girt; 
And holy zeal inspires my heart. 



Thus arm'd, I venture on the fight, 
Resolv'd to put my foes to flight ; 
While Jesus kindly deigns to spread 
His conqu'ring banner o'er my head. 

5 

In him I hope, in him I trust ; 
His bleeding cross is all my boast : 
Through troops of foes he'll lead me on, 
To vict'ry, and the victor's crown. 



445. 



CM. 



Watts. 



Fight the good fight of faith. 
1 Tim. vi. 12. Eph. vi. 12. 

AM I a soldier of the cross, 
A follower of the Lamb ? 
And shall T fear to own his cause. 
Or blush to sp^ak his name ? 

2 

Must I be carried to the skies 

On flow'ry beds of ease ; 
While others fought to win the prize, 

And sail'd through bloody seas ? 

3 

Are there no foes for me to face 1 

Must I not stem the flood 1 
Is this vile world a friend to grace, 

To help me on to God? 
4 
Sure I must fight, if I would reign; 

Increase my courage. Lord ! 
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 

Supported by thy word. 
5 
Thy followers in this glorious war 

Shall conquer, though they die : 
They see the triumph from afar. 

And seize it with their eye. 
6 
When that illustrious day shall rise, 

And all thine armies shine 
In robes of vict'ry through the skies, 

The glory shall be thine. 



440. L. M. Cruttjendbn. 
Sin and Holiness. 
Rom. vii. 21—25. 

WHAT jarring natures dwell within- 
Imperfect grace, remaining sin ! 
Nor this can reign, nor that prevail. 
Though both by turns my heart assail. 

2 
Now, I complain, and groan, and die ; 
Now, raise ray songs of triumph high ; 
Sing a rebellious passion slain. 
Or mourn to feel it live again. 

3 
One happy hour beholds me rise. 
Borne upwards to my native skies ; 
While faith assists my soaring flight, 
To realms of joy, and worlds of light. 

4 
Scarce a few hours or minutes roll. 
Ere earth reclaims my captive soul ; 
I feel its sympathetic force. 
And headlong urge my downward course. 

5 
Great God ! assist me through the fight; 
Make me triumphant in thy might : 
Thou the desponding heart canst raise ; 
The vict'ry mine, and thine the praise. 



447. 



8.7. 8.7. Turner, 

Sin and Holiness. 
Rom. vii. 21—25. 

CAN immortal, new-born spirits, 
Feel, like me, such strange extremes'? 
Can the soul that grace inherits 
Thus abuse its healing beams ? 
2 
Did I feel that blessed freedom. 

Which the heirs of glory know, 
When celestial guidance leads them, — 
Would my soul be fetter'd so 1 
3 
Now, aloft I rise, believing, — 

To the realms of glory fly : 
Joy, my heart from grief relieving. 
Bears me upward to the sky. 
4 
Then, the chain of this low dungeon 

Round my wretched bosom twines ; 
Down I sink, in mis'ry plunging ; 
Earth again ray hope confines. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects. 



Now, I view with detestation 

Sin's alluring, fatal charms; 
Then, with hank'ring inclination. 

Take the monster in my arms. 
6 
Now, my love's supremely burning 

For the God of endless day : 
Then, from him, inconstant, turning 

To some form of dying clay. 
7 
Hear me, thou bleeding Saviour! 

Shall I come to thee in vain ? 
In thy blood, that heav'nly laver. 

Wash my soul from ev'ry stain. 
8 
In the paths of sin and ruin. 

Oh ! forbid my feet should tread : 
At thy footstool keep me suing — 

Guilt has horrors that I dread. 
9 
O thou Source of ev'ry blessing ! 

Guide a trembling sinner on, 
Till in heav'n, thy smiles possessing, 

Grace shall be my endless song ! 



Aliens may escape the rod. 
Sunk in earthly, vain delight ; 
But the true-born child of God 
Must not — would not, if he might. 



448. 



COWPEB. 



Welooming the Cross. 
Heb. xii. 5—8. 



>npiS my happiness below, 

JL Not to live without the cross ; 
But the Saviour's pow'r to know. 
Sanctifying ev'ry loss : 
Trials must and will befall ; 
But, with humble faith, to see 
Love ihscrib'd upon them all, — 
This is happiness to me. 

2 
God, in Israel sows the seeds 
Of affliction, pain, and toil ; 
These spring up, and choke the weeds. 
Which would else o'erspread the soil : 
Trials make the promise sweet; 
Trials give new life to pray'r ; 
Trials bring me to his feet, — 
Lay me low, and keep me there. 

3 
Did I meet no trials here. 
No chastisement by the way ; 
Might I not with reason fear, 
I should prove a cast-a-way ? 



449. 



C. M. 



Doddridge. 



The Christian Warrior Animated 
Crowned. 



Rev. 



10. iii. 21. 



H 



ARK! 'tis our Heav'nly Leader's 
voice, 

From his triumphant seat : 
'Midst all the war's tumultuous noise, 
How pow'rful, and how sweet ! 
2 
" Fight on, my f.iithful band," be cries, 

" Nor fear the mortal blow : 
" Who first in such a warfare dies 
" Shall speediest vict'ry know. 
3 
" I have my days of combat known, 

" And in the dust was laid ; 
" But thence I mounted to my throne, 
" And glory crowns my head. 
4 
" That throne, that glory yon shall share ! 

" My hands the crown shall give ; 

" And you the sparkling honors wear, 

** While God himself shall live." 

5 

Lord, 'tis enough ! — our souls are fir'd 

With courage and with love ; 
Vain are the frowns of earth and bell, — 
Our hopes are fix'd above. 



450. 



73. 



Edmeston. 



The Hope of Heaven the Christian's Con- 
solation under the Sorrows of Life. 

2 Cor. iv. 17. 

WELCOME, now, each thorn I find. 
Since it comes from heav'nly love ; 
Planted here, to turn the mind 
To the bow'rs of bliss above. 

2 
Soon these suflf'rings will be past ; 
Soon this pilgrimage be o'er ; 
I shall reach a home at last, 
Where these sorrows shade no more. 



CHRISTIAN. 



451 



Christian Course and Prospects 



8.n 8.7. 7.7. 



Kellt. 



The Egyptians, whom ye have seen 
to-day, ye shall see them again no more 
for ever. 



Ex. xiv. 13. 



Rev. xxi, 7. 



WHEN we pass through yonder river : 
When we reach the further shore i 

There's an end of war for ever ; 
We shall see our foes no more : 
All our conflicts then shall cease, 
Follow'd by eternal peace. 
2 

After warfare, rest is pleasant ; 
Oh, how sweet the prospect is ! 

Though we toil and strive at present, 
Let us not repine at this : 
Toil and pain and conflict past, 
All endear repose at last. 
3 

When we gain the heav'nly regions ; 
When we touch the sacred shore ; 

Blessed thought ! no hostile legions 
Can alarm or trouble more : 
Far beyond the reach of foes. 
We shall dwell in sweet repose. 
4 

Oh, that hope I how bright! how glorious 
'Tis his people's blest reward : 

In the Saviour's strength victorious. 
They at length behold their Lord : 
In his kingdom they shall rest — 
In his love be fully blest. 



452. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



The Christian's Prospect. 
2 Cor. iv. 18. 

HAPPY the soul whose wishes climb 
To mansions in the skies .' 
He looks on all the joys of time 
With undesiring eyes. 
2 
In vain soft pleasure spreads her charms. 

And throws her silken chain ; 
And wealth and fame invite his arms, 
And tempt his ear, in vain. 
3 
He knows that all these glitt'ring things 

Must yield to sure decay ; 
And, sees, on time's extended wings, 
How swift they fleet away. 



To things unseen by mortal eyes, 

A beam of sacred light 
Directs his views — his prospects rise 

All permanent and bright. 
5 
His hopes still fix'd on joys to come, — 

Those blissful scenes on high, — 
Shall flourish in immortal bloom. 

When time and nature die. 
6 
Oh .' were these heav'nly prospects mine — 

These pleasures could I prove ; 
Earth's fleeting views I would resign. 

And raise my hopes above. 

400. 7.6. 7.6. D. New Bapt. Mag. 

Looking Forward. 

2 Cor. iv. 18. 

FROM ev'ry earthly pleasure, 
From ev'ry transient joy. 
From ev'ry mortal treasure 

That soon will fade and die ; 
No longer these desiring. 

Upwards our wishes tend. 
To nobler bliss aspiring. 

And joys that never end. 
2 
From ev'ry piercing sorrow 

That heaves our breast to-day, 
Or threatens us to-morrow, 

Hope turns our eyes away ; 
On wings of faith ascending, 

We see the land of light. 
And feel our sorrows ending 

In infinite delight. 
3 
'Tis true, we are but strangers 

And sojourners below; 
And countless snares and dangers 

Surround the path we go : 
Though painful and distressing. 

Yet there's a rest above ; 
And onward still we're pressing, 

To reach that land of love. 

454. .CM. DoDDRy)GE. 

Salvation Approaching. 
Rom. xiii. 11. 

AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes. 
And lift your voices high I 
Awake, and praise that sovereign love 
That shows salvation nigh. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects. 



2 

Swift on the wings of time it flies ; 

Each moment brings it near : 
Then welcome each declining day. 

And each revolving year I 
3 
Not many years their round shall nan, 

Not many mornings rise, 
Ere all its glories stand reveal'd 

To our admiring eyes. 
4 
Ye wheels of nature, s-peed your course ; 

Ye mortal pow'rs, decay ; 
Fast as ye bring the night of death. 

Ye bring eternal day. 

400. 9.8, 9.8. 0. P. 

Anticipation of Endless Enjoyment, 



Heb. iv, 9. 



Rev. iii. 12, 



THOUGH sometimes my way has been 
dreary, 
And toilsome the path I have trod ; 
Soon — soon I shall be where the weary 
Find rest in the arms of their God. 
2 
How blissful will there be the meeting 

Of all the redeem'd of the Lord ! 
Compared with its raptures, how fleeting 
The pleasures the world can afford ! 

Oh ! sweet is the thought, — that I never 
Shall leave the bright city above : 

I shall dwell with my Saviour for ever, — 
For ever be blest in his love ! 



456. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



Father, I will that they also, uhom thou 
hast given me, he with me where I am, that 
they may behold my glory. 

John xvii. 24. 

OH ! could we read oar int'rest here, 
Jesus, in these dear words of thine, 
A heav'n of pleasure would appear, 
A blissful view of joys divine. 

2 
Dear Saviour, let thy boundless grace 
Remove our guilt, our fears remove ; 
Then shall our thoughts with rapture trace 
The radiant mansions of thy love. 



No darkness there shall cloud the sight 
These now dejected, feeble eyes 
Shall gaze with infinite delight 
On the full glories of the skies. 

4 
There shall we see thy lovely face. 
And, chang'd to purity divine. 
Partake the splendors of the place, 
And in thy gloricras likeness shine. 

5 
Yes, dearest Lord, to dwell with thee,- 
Thy praise our endless, sweet employ,— 
Must be immense felicity, — 
A full infinitude of joy. 

6 
Oh ! let thy Spirit now impart 
The kind assurance of thy love ; 
And bear sweet witness to our part 
In those immortal joys above. 



457 



L. M. Doddridge. 



TJie Conflict of the Flesh and Spirit, in the 
Anticipation of being with the Saviour. 

Phil. i. 22—24. 2 Cor. v. 8. 

WHILE on the verge of life I stand. 
And view the scene on either hand. 
My spirit struggles with my clay, 
And longs to wing its flight away. 

2 
Where Jesus dwells my soul would be. 
And longs my much-lov'd Lord to see : 
Earth, twine no more about my heart. 
For 'tis far better to depart. 

3 
Come, ye angelic envoys, come ; 
And lead the willing pilgrim home : 
Ye know the way to Jesus' throne. 
Source of my joys, and of your own. 

4 
That blissful interview, how sweet ! 
To fall transported at his feet ! 
Rais'd in his arms, to view his face. 
Through the full beamings of his grace ! — 

5 
As with a seraph's voice to sing! 
To fly as on a cherub's wing! 
Performing, with unwearied hands. 
The present Saviour's high commands ! 

6 
Yet, with these prospects full in sight. 
We'll wait thy signal for the flight ; 
For, while thy service we pursue, 
We find a heav'n in all we do. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects. 



458. L.M. .• Steele. 

Longing for Immortality. 

2 Cor. V. 4. 

SAD pris'ners in a house of clay, 
With sins, and griefs, and pains, op- 
press'd. 
We groan the ling'ring hours away. 
And wish and long to be releas'd. 

2 
Nor is it liberty alone 
Which prompts our restless, ardent sighs ; 
For immortality we groan, — 
For robes and mansions in the skies. 

3 
Eternal mansions ! bright array ! 
Oh, blest exchange ! transporting thought ! 
Free from th' approaches of decay. 
Or the least shadow of a spot ! 

4 
Bright world of bliss ! oh ! could I see 
One shining glimpse, one cheerful ray — 
Fair dawn of immortality — 
Break through these tott'ring walls of clay ! 

5 
Jesus, in thy dear name I trust; 
My light, my life, my Saviour, God ; 
When this frail house dissolves in dust. 
Oh, raise me to thy bright abode ! 

459 • CM. B. B. 

Longing for Heaven. 

TO that fair world of light and bliss, 
Above the starry skies, 
Tir'd with the sins and griefs of this, 
I lift my longing eyes. 
2 
Immortal crowns of purest gold 

For conqu'rors there await ; 
Honors immense — treasures untold. 
And joys that ne'er abate. 
3 
There, Jesus — that unsetting Sun — 

Darts forth his brightest rays ; 
And ev'ry heart, and ev'j-y tongue. 
Unite to love and praise. 
4 
'Tis there the vv^eary are at rest. 

And all is peace within ; 
The mind with guilt no more oppress'd, 
The conscience all serene. 



Discord. and strife tltose regions fly ; 

Distrust and slavish fear 
No longer heave the pensive sigh. 

Nor drop the briny tear. 
6 
And can I longer wish to stay. 

So far from heav'n and God ? 
Come, death, and bear my soul away 

To that divine abode. 



460. 



CM. 



Cennick. 



Longing for Heaven. 

WE walk a narrow path, and rough. 
And we are tir'd and weak ; 
But soon we shall have strength enough. 
In those bright courts we seek. 
2 
Soon, in the chariot of a cloud, 

By flaming angels borne, 
I shall mount up the milky way, 
And back to God return. 
3 
My soul has tasted Canaan's grapes. 

And now I long to go 
Where my dear Lord the vineyard keeps, 
And where the clusters grow. 



461. 



COWPER. 



Longing to be with the Savumr. 
2 Cor. V. 8. Phil. i. 23. 

TO Jesus, the crown of my hope. 
My soul is in haste to be gone ; 
Oh I bear me, ye cherubim, up, 
And waft me away to his throne. 

2 
My Saviour, whom absent I love ; 
Who-ai, not having seen, I adore ; 
Whose name is exalted above 
All glory, dominion, and pow'r ; — 

3 
Dissolve thou the bond that detains 
My soul from her portion in thee ; 
And strike off the adamant chains, 
And make me eternally free 1 

4 
When that happj^ era begins, 
Array'd in thy beauty I'll shine; 
Nor pierce any more, by my sins, 
The bosom on which I recline. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects. 



Oh! then shall the veil be remov'd, 
And round me thy brightness be pour'd ; 
I shall meet him whom, absent, I lov'd ; 
I shall see whom, unseen, I ador'd. 

6 
Then — then, never more shall the fears. 
The trials, temptations, and woes. 
Which darken this valley of tears, 
Intrude on my blissful repose. 

7 
Or, if they're remember'd above. 
Remembrance no sadness shall raise ; 
They'll be bat new subjects of love. 
New themes for my wonder and praise. 

8 
The stroke which from sorrow and pain 
Shall set me eternally free. 
Will strengthen and rivet the chain 
Which binds me, dear Saviour, to thee. 



462. 



Fawcett. 



When shall I come, and appear before 
God ? 



Ps. xlii. 2. 2 Cor. v. 



Phil. i. 23. 



LORD, to thee my sighs ascend 
To my humble suit attend ; 
Bid me leave this world in peace ; 
Sign, oh ! sign my sweet release. 

2 
When shall I thy beauties trace 1 
When behold thee face to face ? 
Drop this load of flesh, and rise 
To thy palace in the skies? 

3 
Faint, beneath the toils of life, 
Pain and sorrovv, sin and strife. 
Gladly would my spirit rest 
On my dear Redeemer's breast. 



Blissful period of repose ! 
Happy day, that ne'er shall close ! 
Gracious Saviour! quickly come : 
Take me to thy peaceful home. 

5 
Here, benighted and forlorn, 
Waiting for the smiling morn. 
Oft I chide the hours away, 
Wishing for the dawn of day. 

6 
Pilgrims in the noontide heat 
Long to find a cool retreat ; 
Captives languish to be free, — 
So, my Lord, I long for thee. 

40O. 7.6. 7.6. EUMESTON. 



The Christian's Faretvell, in the Prospect 
of Eternity. 



Rev. xxi. 23. xxii. 5. 



FAREWELL, thou orb of splendor, 
I need thy light no more ; 
Thy beams no brilliance render 
The world to which 1 soar. 
2 
Nor sun nor moon-beam brighten* 

Those regions with a ray ; 
But God himself enlightens 
Their one eternal day. 
3 
Farewell, the dearest union 

That blest my earthly hours; 
We yet shall hold communion 
In heav'n's unfading bow'rs, 
4 ■' 
The harps of heav'n steal o'er me ; 

I see the jasper wall, — 
Jesus, who p iss'd before me, 
And God, the Judge of all ! 



464. 



U.S. 11.8. 



Francis. 



The Christian taking, his Leave of the World. 



YE objects of sense, and enjoyments of time. 
Which oft have delighted my heart, 
I soon shall exchange you for views more sublime, 
And joys that shall never depart. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospects. 



2 
Thou lord of the day, and thou queen of the night; 

To me shall no longer be known; 
I soon shall behold, with increasing delight, 
A sun that shall never go down, 
3 
Ye wonderful orbs, that astonish my eyes. 

Your glories recede from my sight ; 
I soon shall contemplate more beautiful skies. 
And stars more transcendently bright. 
4 
Ye mountains and vallies, groves, rivers, and plains^ 

Thoji earth, and thou ocean, adieu ! 
More permanent regions, where righteousness reigns. 
Present their bright hills to my view. 
5 
My lov'd habitation and garden, adieu ! 

No longer my footsteps ye greet ; 
A mansion celestial stands full in my view. 
And paradise welcomes my feet. 
6 
My weeping relations, my brethren and friends. 

Whose souls are entwin'd with my own. 
Adieu for the present! my spirit ascends 
Where friendship immortal is known. 

My cares and my labors, my sickness and pain. 

My sorrows are now at an end ; 
The summit of bliss I shall speedily gain, — 

The heights of peifection ascend. 
8 
The vale of affliction, my footsteps have trod. 

With trembling, with griefs, and with tears, 
I joyfully quit, for the mountain of God : 

There ! there ! its bright summit appears. 
9 
Thou torturing seat of diseases and pain. 

Adieu ! my dissolving abode ; 
Till I shall behold and possess thee again, 

A beautiful building of God. 
10 
No lurking temptation, defilement, or fear. 

Again shall disquiet my breast; 
In Jesus' fair image 1 soon shall appear. 

For ever ineffably blest. 
II 
My sabbaths below, that have been my delight. 

And thou, the blest volume divine. 
You have guided my footsteps, like stars during night ; 

Adieu, my conductors benign. 
12 
The sun that illumines the regions of light 

Now shines on my eyes from above : 
But, oh ! how transcendently glorious the sight : 

My soul is all wonder and love. 



CHRISTIAN. 



Christian Course and Prospecjts. 



13 
Come, come, my Redeemer, and sweetly release 

The soul thou hast bought with thy blood ; 
And bid me ascend the fair regions of peace, 

To feast on the smiles of my God ! 



465, 



CM. 



Doddridge. 



Thy sun shall no more go down ; neither 
shall thy moon withdrato itself: for the 
Lord shall be thine everlasting light ; and 
the dags of thy mourning shall be ended. 

Is. Ix. 20. 19. Rev. xxi. 23. xxii. 5. 

YE transient scenes of earth, farewell ; 
No more attract my sight : 
Farewell, thou ever-chauging moon. 
Pale empress of the night. 
2 
And thou, refulgent orb of day, 

In brighter flames array'd ; 
My soul, that mounts beyond thy sphere. 
No more demands thine aid. 
3 
Ye stars,' that pave the shining way 

To his divine abode, 
I count you dust beneath my feet. 
Ascending to my God. 
4 
There shall I dwell in perfect light. 

Beneath his heav'nly ray; 
Nor can one moment's darkness mix 
With that unvaried day. 
5 
No more the drops of piercing grief 

Shall swell my raptur'd eyes ; 
Nor the meridian sun decline 
Amid those brighter skies. 
6 
There all the millions of his saints 

Shall in one song unite ; 
And each the bliss of all partake. 
With infinite delight. 



466. 



CM. 



Evan. Mac. 



A Realizing View of Approaching Glory. 
Acts vii. 55, 56. 

SWEET glories rush upon my sight. 
And cliarm my wond'ring eyes ; 
The regions of immortal light — 
The beauties of the skies I 



All hail ! ye fair, celestial shores .' 

Ye lands of endless day ! 
Swift on my view your prospect pours. 

And drives my griefs away. 
3 
'Tls a delightful clearness now ; 

Each threat'ning cloud is gone ; 
Fled is my former darkness too — 

My fears are all withdrav/n. 
4 
Short is my passage — short the space 

Between my home and me : 
There! there!— behold the radiant place! 

How near the mansions be ! 
5 
Immortal wonders ! boundless things ! 

In those bright worlds appear : 
Oh ! for a flaming seraph's wings. 

To mount my spirit there ! 



467 



L. M. 



Watts. 



Absent from the Body. 
2 Cor. V. 8. 

ABSENT from flesh ! oh ! blissful 
thought! 
What unknown joys this moment brings ! 
Freed from the mischiefs sin has wrought, 
From pains, and tears, and all their springs. 

2 
Absent from flesh ! illustrious day ! 
Surprising scene ! triumphant stroke. 
That rends the prison of my clay. 
And I can feel my fetters broke ! 

3 
Absent from flesh ! then rise my soul. 
Where feet or wings could never climb ; 
Beyond the heav'ns where planets roll. 
Measuring the cares and joys of time. 

4 
I go where God and glory shine : 
His presence makes eternal day : 
My all that's mortal I resign ; 
For qngels wait, and point my way. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Seasons of the Year. 



468. 



C. M. 



Heginbothom. 



New Year's Hymn. 
Ps. Ixv. 11. 

GOD of our life ! thy various praise 
Let mortal voices sound : 
Thy hand revolves our fleeting days. 
And brings the seasons round. 
2 
To thee shall annual incense rise, 

Our Father and our Friend ; 
While annual mercies from the skies 
In genial streams descend. 
3 
In ev'rj' scene of life, thy care. 

In ev'ry age, we see ; 
And constant as thy favors are, 
So let our praises be. 
4 
Still may thy love, in ev'ry scene. 

To ev'ry age appear ; 
And let the same compassion deign 
To bless the op'ning year. 
5 
Oh ! keep this foolish heart of mine 

From anxious passions free ; 
Teach me each comfort to i-esign. 
And trust my ail to thee. 
6 
If mercy smile, let mercy bring 

My wand'ring soul to God ; 
And in affliction I shall sing, 
If thou wilt bless the rod. 



469. 



L. M. 



Doddridge. 



New Year's Hymn. 
Ps. Ixv. 11. Acts xiv. 17. 

ETERNAL Source of ev'ry joy ! 
Well may thy praise our lips employ. 
While in thy presence we appear. 
Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 

2 
Wide as the wheels of nature roll. 
Thy hand supports and guides the whole ; 
The sun is taught by thee to rise. 
And darkness when to veil the skies. 

3 
The flow'ry spring, at thy command. 
Perfumes the air, and paints the land : 
The summer rays resplendent shine. 
To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 



Thy hand in autumn richly pours, 
Through all our coasts, redundant stores : 
And winters, soften'd by thy care. 
No more the face of honor wear. 

5 
Seasons and months, and weeks and days, 
Demand successive songs of praise ; 
And be the grateful homage paid, 
With morning light, and ev'ning shade. 

6 
Lord, in thy house let incense rise. 
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes. 
Till to those lofty heights we soar. 
Where days and years revolve no more. 



470. 



14Sth. 



Dr. Dwight. 



TTie Providence of God in tTie Seasons. 
Ps. Ixv. 11. Acts xiv. 17. 

HOW pleasing is the voice 
Of God, our heav'nly King, 
Who bids the frosts retire. 
And wakes the lovely spring! 

Bright suns arise. 

The mild wind blows, 

And beauty glows 

Through earth and skies. 
2 
The morn, with glory crown'd, 
His hand arrays in smiles : 
He bids the eve decline. 
Rejoicing o'er the hills : 

The ev'ning breeze 

His breath perfumes ; 

His beauty blooms 

In flow'rs and trees. 
3 
With life he clothes the spring, — 
The earth with summer warms : 
He spreads th' autumnal feast. 
And rides on wintry storms : 

His gifts divine 

Through all appear; 

And round the year 

His glories shine. 



471. 



C. M. 

Winter. 



Steele. 



STERN winter throws his icy chains. 
Encircling nature round : 
How bleak, how comfortless the plains 
So late with verdure crown'd I 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Seasons of the Year. 



The sun withdraws his vital beams. 

And light and warmth depart ; 
And drooping, lifeless nature seems 

An emblem of my heart. 
3 
My heart — where mental winter reigns, 

In night's dark mantle clad — 
Confin'd in cold, inactive chains, 

How desolate and sad ! 
4 
Ere long, the sun, with genial ray, 

Shall cheer the mourning earth ; 
And blooming flow'rs, and verdure gay. 

Renew their annual birth. 
5 
So, if my soul's bright Sun impart 

His all-enliv'ning smile. 
The vital ray shall cheer my heart, — 

Till then a frozen soil. 
6 
Then, faith, and hope, and love shall rise, 

Renew'd to lively bloom ; 
And breathe, accepted, to the skies. 

Their humble, sweet perfume. 
7 
Return, O blissful Sun, and bring 

Thy soul-reviving ray ; 
This mental winter shall be spring — 

This darkness, cheerful day. 
8 
Oh, happy state ! divine abode ! 

Where spring eternal reigns ; 
And perfect day, the smile of God, 

Fills all the heav'nly plains. 
9 
Great Source of light, thy beams display: 

My drooping joys restore ; 
And guide me to the seats of day, 

Where winter frowns no more. 



472. 



L. M. Newtqn. 

Winter. 



SEE how rude winter's icy hand 
Has stripp'd the trees, and seal'd the 
ground ! 
But spring shall soon his rage withstand. 
And spread new beauties all around. 

2 
My soul a sharper winter mourns ; 
Barren and fruitless I remains 
AVhen will the gentle spring return, 
And bid my graces grow again ? 
02 



Jesus, my glorious Sun, arise ! 

'Tis thine the frozen heart to move ; 

Oh 1 hush these storms, and clear my 

skies. 
And let me feel thy vital love. 

4 
Dear Lord, regard my feeble cry ; 
I faint and droop till thou appear : 
Wilt thou permit thy plant to die I 
Must it be winter all the year ? 

5 
Be still, my soul, and wait his hour, 
AVith humble pray'r, and patient faith; 
Till he reveals his gracious pow'r, 
Repose on what his promise saith. 

6 
He, by whose all-commanding word 
Seasons their changing course maintain, 
In ev'ry chauge a pledge affords, 
That none shall seek his face in vain. 



473. 



C. M. Newton. 

Spring. 
Cant. ii. 11—13. 

BLEAK winter is subdued at length, 
Compell'd to yield the day : 
The sun, returning in his strength. 
Drives all the storms away. 
2 
Behold ! the youthful spring is come : 

How alter'd is the scene I 
The trees and shrubs are dress'd in bloom. 
The earth array'd in green. 
3 
Where'er we tread, beneath our feet 

The flow'rs spontaneous spring ; 
And warbling birds, in concert sweet, 
Invite our hearts to sing. 
4 
But, ah ! in vain I strive to join, 
Oppress'd with sin and doubt ; 
I feel 'tis winter still within. 
Though all is spring without. 
5 
Oh ! would my Saviour, from on high. 

Break through these clouds, and shine ! 
No creature, then, more blest than I, — 
No song more sweet than mine. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Seasons of the Year. 



474. 



Newton. 



Spring. 
Cant. ii. 11—13. 

PLEASING spring again is here ! 
Trees and fields in bloom appear ! 
Hark ! the birds, with artless lays, 
Warble their Creator's praise ! 
Where, in wintei-, all was snow. 
Now, the fiow'rs in clusters giow ; 
And the corn, in green array, 
Promises a harvest-day. 

2 
Lord, afford a spring to me ! 
Let me feel like what 1 see : 
Ah ! my winter has been long ; 
Chill'd my hopes, and mute my song : 
Winter threaten'd to destroy 
Eaith, and love, and ev'ry joy : 
If thy life was in the root, 
Still I could not yield thee fruit. 

3 
Speak, and, by thy gracious voice. 
Make my drooping soul rejoice : 
Oh ! beloved Saviour, haste — 
Tell me all the storms are past : 
On thy garden deign to smile ; 
Raise the plants, enrich the soil : 
Soon thy presence will restore 
Life to what seem'd dead before. 



476. 



Lord, I long to be at home, 
Where these changes never come ; 
Where the saints no winter fear ; 
Where 'tis spring throughout the year : 
How unlike this state below ! 
There, the flow'rs unwith'ring blow ; 
There, no chilling blasts annoy ; 
All is love, and bloom, and joy I 



475. 



L. M. Scott. 



The Chorus of Spring. 
Cant. ii. 12, 13. 

THE flow'ry meads, the verdant vales, 
The bleating flocks, the lowing kine, 
The springing herb, the blooming trees. 
All in their Maker's praises join. 

2 
Hark ! how the sacred theme resounds ! 
Whilst the sweet warblers of the grove 
Wing through the air their trackless way, 
With soft, harmonious notes of love. 

3 
My soul, and canst thou silent lie. 
Beneath the bounties of thy God 1 
Awake, my heart ; awake, my tongue ; 
And spread your Maker's praise abroad ! 



Steele. 



Spring : a Rural Meditation. 
Cant. ii. 12, 13. 



WHAT soft delight the peaceful bosom warms. 
When nature, drest in all her vernal charms. 
Around the beauteous landscape smiles serene, 
And crowns with ev'ry gift the lovely scene. 



Here woodbines climb, dispensing odors round; 
There smiles the pink, with humble beauties crown'd 
The fragrant tribes display their sweetest bloom, 
And ev'ry airy whisper breathes perfume. 

3 
But this delightful season must decay ; 
The year rolls on, and steals its charms away : 
Swiftly the gay, the transient pleasure flies : 
Stern winter comes, and ev'ry beauty dies ! 

4 
While pensive thought the fleeting bliss deplores. 
The mind in search of nobler pleasure soars ; 
And seeks a fairer paradise on high. 
Where beauties rise and bloom,— and never die. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Seasons of the Year. 



477. 



Oratorio of Abel. 



Gratitude and Praise to the Author of \ 
Nature. \ 

A Rural Hymn. 

Cant. ii. 12, 13. 

HOW cheerful, along t^e gay mead. 
The daisy and cowslip appear ; 
The flocks, as they carelessly feed, 
Rejoice in the spring of the year. 

2 
The myrtles that shade the gay bow'rs. 
The herbage that springs from the sod. 
Trees, plants, cooling fruits, and sweet 

flow'rs. 
All rise to the praise of my God. 

3 
Shall man, the great master of all. 
The only insensible prove 1 
Forbid it, fair gratitude's call ; 
Forbid it, devotion and love. 

4 
The Lord, who such wonders could raise, 
And still can destroy with a nod. 
My lips shall incessantly praise, — 
My soul shall be rapt in my God. 



He bade the soft, refreshing gale. 
Blow gently down the teeming vale, 

Nor hurt the peeping grain : 
But, when the ear began to rise. 
To him we rais'd our anxious eyes : 
Oft, from the cisterns of the skies, 
He sent, in mercy, rich supplies ; — 

Early and latter rain. 



And now his hand has crown'd our toil, 
We joy like those who share the spoil. 

The harvest-home to bear ! 
With shouts the laughing pastures ring ; 
With grateful hearts, ye reapers, sing 
The praise of heav'n's eternal King, 
Through whose paternal care ye bring 

The produce of the year ! 



478. 



8. 8. 6. 8. 8. 8. 8. 6. 
COLLYER. 

Harvest. 
Ps. Ixv. 9 — 13. cxxvi. 5, 6. 

NOW let our hearts conspire to raise 
A tribute of united praise 

To nature's bounteous King ; 
Whose voice, loud sounding from the pole, 
In thunder oft is heard to roll ; 
And oft has melted down the soul, 
When, murm'ring soft along, it stole 

The zephyr's silken wing. 
2 
With bread, the heart of man to cheer. 
See, bending low, the ripen'd ear 

Bow its luxuriant head ! 
In vain, ye swains, had been your care. 
Had not he caus'd the blight to spare 
The promise of the summer fair; 
And bid the sun, the rain, the air, 

Their kindly influence shed. 



479. 



7. 8.7. Dr. Dodo. 
Autumn. 
Is. Ixiv. 6. 



SEE the leaves around us falling, 
Dry and wither'd to the ground ; 
Thus to thoughtless mortals calling. 
In a sad and solemn sound : — 



** Youths, on length of days presuming. 
Who the paths of pleasure tread, 

View us, late in beauty blooming, 
Number'd now among the dead. 

3 

What, though yet no losses grieve you,- 
Gay with health, and many a grace 1 

Let not cloudless skies deceive you; 
Summer gives to autumn place. 

4 

Yearly, In our course, returning, 

Messengers of sliortest stay. 
We proclaim the solemn warning, — 

Heav'n and earth shall pass away." 

5 

On the tree of life eternal, 

Let our highest hopes be staid .' 

This alone, for ever vernal. 

Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Seasons of Life. 



4o(J. 8.8. 8.8. 8.6. Barton. 

A Birth-Day. 

Eccl. vii. 1. 

ABIRTH-DAY!— what a joyful sound 
Those words possess'd to childhood's 
ear. 
When Fancy shed her sunshine round. 
And Hope, the flatt'rer, still was near. 
With balm for ev'ry trifling wound, 
A smile for ev'ry tear. 
2 
What is a birth-day now ?— a sound 
To shake ev'n manhood's sterner heart ; 
Fancy no sunshine sheds around. 
And Hope has lost her healing art. 
While from the world's enchanted ground 
Its brighter hues depart. 
3 
But these are only passing things ; 
The transient things of time and earth — 
Happy is he whose spirit clings 
To thoughts of more enduring worth. 
To whom the day of death but brings 
More joy than that of birth ! 



481 



C. M. 



COWPEK, 



Youth prayed for arid addressed. 



Eccl. xii. 1. 



Ps. xxxiv. 11. 
2 Tim. iii. 15. 



Pr. viii. 17. 



BESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth. 
The gift of saving grace ; 
And let the seed of sacred truth 
Fall in a fruitful place. 
2 
Grace is a plant, where'er it grows. 

Of pure and heav'nly root ; 
But fairest in the youngest shows, 
And yields the sweetest frnit. 
3 
Ye careless ones, oh, hear betimes 

The voice of saving love ! 
Your youth is stain'd with num'rous crimes, 
But mercy reigns above. 
4 
True, you are young,— but there's a stone 

Within the youngest breast ; 
Or half the crimes which you have done 
Would rob you of your rest. 



For you the public pray'r is made ; 

Oh, join the public pray'r! 
For you the sacred tear is shed ; 

Oh, shed, yourselves, a tear! 
6 
We pray that you may early prove 

The Saviour's qnick'ning grace : 
Too young you cannot taste his love. 

Or seek his smiling face. 



482, 



CM. 



Watts. 



Remember now thy Creator, in the days 
of thy youth. 

Eccl. xii. 1. Ps. xxxiv. 11. Prov. viii. 17. 

CHILDREN, to your Creator, God, 
Your early honors pay ; 
While vanity and youthful blood 
Would tempt your thoughts astray. 
2 
Be wise, and make his favor sure. 

Before the mournful day 
When youth and mirth are known no more. 
And life and strength decay. 
3 
The mem'ry of his mighty name 

Demands your first regard ; 
Nor dare indulge a meaner flame 
Till you have lov'd the Lord. 



483. 



C. M. 



Doddridge. 



77ie Young encouraged to seek and love 
the Saviour. 

Prov. viii. 17. 

YE hearts, with youthful vigor warm, 
In smiling crowds draw near ; 
And turn from ev'ry earthly charm, 
A Savioui-'s voice to hear. 
2 
He, Lord of all the worlds on high. 

Stoops to converse with you ; 
And lays his radiant glories by. 
Your friendship to pursue. 
3 
" The soul that longs to see my face, 

" Is sure my love to gain ; 
" And those that early seek my grace, 
" Shall never seek in vain," 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Seasons of Life. 



What object, Lord, our souls should move, 

If once compar'd with thee 1 
What beauty should command our love 

Like what in Christ we see ? 
5 
Away, ye false, delusive toys, — ■ 

Vain tempters of the mind ! 
Here may we fix our lasting choice ; 

For here true bliss we find. 



484. 



L. M. Heginbothom. 



The Youth's Prayer. 



1 Kings iii. 7—9. 2 Chr. i. 7—10. 

HARK! 'tis your heav'nly Father's call, 
How soft the charming accents fall ! 
" Ask and receive, my sons," he cries. 
With longing heart and melting eyes. 

2 
Lord, I accept thine offer'd grace ; 
I come to seek my Father's face : 
Nor will he turn his ear away 
Who taught my heart and lips to pray. 

3 
I ask not wealth, nor pomp, nor pow'r. 
Nor the vain pleasures of an hour : 
My soul aspires to nobler things 
Than all the pride and state of kings. 

4 
I seek for blessings more divine 
Than corn, or oil, or richest wine : 
If those be sent, I'll praise thy name, — 
Withheld— thy grace I'll still proclaim. 



One thing I ask, — and wilt thou hear, 
And grant my soul a gift so dear 1 — 
Wisdom descending from above. 
The sweetest token of thy love : 

6 
Then, should'st thou grant me length of days 
My life shall still proclaim thy praise ; 
Or early death my soul convey 
To realms of everlasting day. 



485, 



8.8. 8.8.( 



Knox. 



The hoary head is a crown of glory, if it 
he found in the way of righteousness. 



Prov. xvi. 31. 

HOW beauteous are the hoary hairs. 
That loiind the with'ring temples 
wave. 
Of him, who, free from earthly cares. 
Descends, amid life's toils and snares. 
Serenely, to his grave ! 
2 
What though his tott'ring limbs be weak. 
To bear him through his downward road? 
Immortal aid his wishes seek. 
Who, with a soul resign'd and meek, 
Leans on the word of God. 
3 

What though his dearest friends have died, 
And left him in the wilds to roam 1 
Yet well he knows where they abide. 
And longs to cross the darksome tide 
That keeps him from his home. 



Morning and Evening. 



486. 



8.6. 8.8. 8.6. 



PSALMO DOXOLOGIA. 

Morning and Evening Devotion. 
Ps. xcii. 1, 2. 1 Chr. xxiii. 30. 

THE morning hours of cheerful light 
Of all the day are best; 
But, as they speed their hasty flight. 
If all those hours are spent aright. 



We sweetly sink to sleep at night. 
And pleasant is our rest. 



The morning hours again arise. 
And call our thoughts above : 
To God we raise our waking eyes. 
Our humble songs ascend the skies. 
Our hearts an early sacrifice, 
And praise redeeming love. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 

Morning and Evening. 



487. 



112th. 



BOWRING. 



Morning and Evening Worship ; or, I will 
bless the Lord at all times. 

Ps. xxxiv. 1. Iv. 17. 

TO thee, iny God ! to thee I bring 
My daily grateful offering ; 
From thee, the Source of joy above, 
Flow everlasting streams of love ; 
And all the rays of light that shine. 
And bless creation, Lord! are thine. 

2 
In all below— in all above. 
We trace thy goodness and thy love: 
In ev'ry wand'ring rill that flows. 
In ev'ry gentle breeze that blows, 
In ev'ry rising, setting sun. 
We see the High and Holy One. 

3 
Yes ! in the mid-day's fervid beams. 
In midnight's visionary dreams, 
In action and repose, we see. 
We recognise, and worship thee : 
To thee our sweetest songs we give, — 
To thee, O Lord, delight to live. 



488. 



C. M. 



ROWE. 



Ijonging for the Presence of Christ : a 
Morning Hymn. 

Ps. cxliii. 8. John viii. 12. 

IN vain the dusky night retires, 
And sullen shadows fly; 
In vain the morn with purple light 
Adorns the eastern sky : — 
2 
In vain, dispensing vernal sweets, 

The gentle breezes play ; 
In vain the birds, with cheerful songs. 
Salute the new-born day: — 
, 3 
In vain, — unless my Savioui-'s face 

The gloomy clouds control ; 

And dissipate the sallen shades. 

That press my drooping souL 

4 

Oh ! visit, then, my spirit. Lord, 

With favor from on high ; 
Arise, thou bright, immortal Sun f 
And all these shades shall die. 



Lord, when shall I behold thy face. 

All radiant and serene. 
Without those envious, dusky clouds, 

That make a veil between t 
6 
When shall that long-expected day 

Of sacred vision be. 
When my enraptur'd soul shall make 

A near approach to thee? 



489. 



S. M. 



Scott. 



Grateful Morning Worship. 
Ps. iii. 5. v. 3. lix. 16. 

AWAKE, my drowsy soul. 
These airy visions chase ; 
Awake, my active pow'rs, renew'd. 
To ran the heav'nly race. 

2 
See how the mounting sun 
Pursues his shining way; 
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
With ev'ry bright'ning ray. 

3 
Thus would my rising soul 
Her Heav'nly Parent sing ; 
And to her great Original 
Her humble tribute bring. 

4 
Serene, I laid me down 
Beneath his guardian care : 
I slept, and I awoke, and found 
My kind Preserver near ! 

5 
Oh ! how shall I repay 
The bounties of my God ? 
This feeble spirit pants beneath 
The pleasing, painful load. 

6 
Dear Saviour, to thy cross 
I bring my sacrifice ; 
Ting'd with thy blood, it shall ascend 
With fragrance to the skies. 

7 
My life I would anew 
Devote, Lord, to thee ; 
And in thy blissful service spend 
A long eternity. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Morning and Evening. 



490 



148th. Mead's Sel. 

Grateful Morning Worship. 
Ps. iii. 5. V. 3. lix. 16. 



TO thee, my God, and Friend, 
I wake my grateful tongue : 
Still does thy pow'r defend, 
And claim my morning song : 

Though many foes 

Beset me round, 

Yet sweet repose 

From thee I found. 
2 
Though sleep pervade my frame. 
Still I am safe in sleep ; 
For angels, in thy name, 
Their watchful stations keep : 

How rich and great 

Thy mercies prove : 

Thine angels wait 

On men, in love ! 
3 
Now, blest with morning light. 
To thee I give the day ; 
And with renew'd delight 
Pursue my heav'illy way, 

Till thou shalt raise 

My soul above. 

Where all is praise. 

And all is love. 

4yj-' CM. Heginbothom. 

God the Guardian of our Sleeping Hours. 

Ps. iii. 5. V. 3. lix. 16. 

C^TILL do the wheels of time revolve, 
^J And bear this life along; 
With thanks I end the fleeting days. 

And hail them with a song. 
2 
Oh ! what is man when lost in sleep, 

Amid the shades of night ? 
Yet from this lost, defenceless state 

I rise with new delight. 
3 
But not defenceless, my soul ! 

Observe that guardian hand. 
Which plac'd those watchful angels there,- 

There set the heav'nly band. 



And does the King of Glory wake 

To guard my sleeping head 1 
And shining seraphs pitch their tent 

So near a mortal's bed ? 
5 
Great God of hosts ! accept the song 

I own thy wondrous grace; 
Oh! may the Guardian of my nights 

Delight to bless my days. 



492. 



113th. 



BowniNG. 



Morning Worship. 



Ps. iii. 5. V. 3. lix. 16. 

OH ! how delightful, oh ! how sweet. 
Again to feel life's pulses beat ; 
Again life's kindly warmth to prove ; 

To drink anew of pleasure's spring ; 

Again our morning song to sing 

To the Great Cause of light and love ! 

2 
Thou ! who didst wake me first from nought. 
And lead my heav'n-aspiring thought 
To some faint, feeble glimpse of thee : 
Thou ! who didst touch ray slumb'ring heart 
With thine own hand — and there impart 
The image of thy Deity : — 

3 
Oh, teach me, Father ! while I feel 
The impress of thy glorious seal, — 
And whence I came, — and whither tend,— ^ 

Teach me to live — to act — to be 
Worthy my origin and thee. 
And worthy my immortal end. 



493. 



L. M. Ha^kesworth, 



/ laid me down and slept : I awaked ]f fo 
the Lord sustained me. 



Ps. iii. 5. 



V. 3. 



lix. 16. Is. xxxiii. 2. 



IN sleep's serene oblivion laid, 
I safely pass'd the silent night ; 
Again I see the breaking shade, 
And hail again the morning light. 

2 
Oh ! guide me through the various maze 
My doubtful feet are doom'd to tread ; 
And spread thy shield's protecting blaze 
When dangers press around my head. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Morning and Evening, 



A deeper shade shall soon impend, 
A deeper sleep my eyes oppress; 
Yet then thy strength shall still defend, 
Thy goodness still delight to bless. 

4 
That deeper shade shall break away ; 
That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes ; 
Thy light shall give eternal day; 
Thy love — the rapture of the skies. 



494. 



7s. 



TOPLADY. 



In the morning ivill I direct my prayer 
unto thee, and will look uj). 

Ps. V. 3. 

OH ! that I may keep thy word. 
Taught by thee to watch and pray ! 
To thy-service, dearest Lord, 
Sanctify the present day : 
Swift its fleeting moments haste ; 
Doom'd perhaps, to be my last ! 

2 
Crucified to all below. 
Earth shall never be my care ; 
WeaUh and honor I forego. 
This my only wish and pray'r — 
Thine in life and death to be. 
Now and to eternity ! 

495. rs. COLLYER. 

/ will sing aloud of thy mercy, in the 
morning. 

Ps^lix. 16. V. 3. 

SAVIOUR, hear my early vow ; 
Let my praises rise to thee ; 
Source of all my pleasures thou, 
Life, and health, and all, to me ; 
From thy gracious throne on high. 
Listen, Jesus, to my cry. 

2 
O'er this morn's unclouded face 
Storms of darkest grief will roll. 
If thy brighter beams of grace 
Visit not my waiting soul : 
In the sunshine of thine eye 
Live the splendors of my sky. 

3 
Ptising from the bed of rest. 
All the strings of life new strung, 
With thy saving presence blest, 
Joy shall tune my thankful tongue ; 
But, except thy face I see. 
Life itself is death to me. 



I will praise thee, day by day. 
Till life's number'd hours shall cease : 
Till this spirit soars away. 
To a world of perfect peace ; 
Where no ev'ning spreads its shade, 
Where the day shall never fade. 



4.96. 



>. M. 



Berridge. 



/ will sing aloud of thy mercy, in the 
morning. 

Ps. lix. 16. Hi. 5. v. 3. Lam. iii. 23. 

MY Guardian's watchful care 
Preserv'd me through the night ; 
His providential arm was near 
Till morn's returning light. 

No pains upon my bed 

Prevented my repose ; 
But, laying down my weary head, 

Refresh'd with sleep I rose. 
'3 

From thee my mercies flow ; 

Jn pearly drops they fall ; 
Oh ! give a thankful bosom too. 

The sweetest pearl of all. 

497 • C. M. Steele. 

Morning Praise and Prayer. 
Ps. iii. 5. V. 3. lix. 16. Is. xxxiii. 2. 

LORD of my life ! oh, may thy praise 
Employ my noblest pow'rs ! 
Whose goodness lengthens out my days, 
And fills the circling hours. 
2 
Preserv'd by thine almighty arm, 

I pass'd the shades of night 
Serene, and safe from ev'ry harm. 
And hail returning light. 
3 
While numbers spent the night hi fcighs, 

And restless pains and woes. 
In gentle sleep I clos'd my eyes, 
And undisturb'd repose. 
4 
When sleep (death's image) o'er me spread, 

And I unconscious lay. 
Thy watchful care was round my bed, 
To gi^ard my feeble clay. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Morning and Evening. 



Oh ! let the same almighty care 

My waking hours attend ; 
From ev'ry danger, ev'ry snare, 

My heedless steps defend. 
6 
Smile on my minutes as they roUj 

And guide my future days ; 
And let thy goodness fill my soul 

With gratitude and praise. 



498. 



7s. 



Fawcett. 



Morning Thanksgiving and Prayer. 
Ps. iii.5. V. 3. lix. 16. Is.xxxiii. 2. 

THOU that dost my life prolong, 
Kindly aid my morning song ; 
Thankful from my couch I rise. 
To the God that rules the skies, 
o 

Thou didst hear my ev'ning cry; 
Thy preserving hand was nigh ; 
Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed. 
Grateful to my weary head. 

3 
Thou hast kept me through the night ; 
'Twas thy hand restor'd the light : 
Lord, thy mercies still are new. 
Plenteous as the morning dew. 

4 
Still my feet are prone to stray ; 
Oh I preserve me through the day : 
Dangers ev'ry where abound ; 
Sins and snares beset me round. 

5 
Guard me by thy heav'nly care. 
From the fowler's lurking snare ; 
Save me from the tempter's pow'r ; 
Keep me in the trying hour. 

6 
Gently, with the dawning ray. 
On my soul thy beams display; 
Sweeter than the smiling morn. 
Let thy cheering light return. 



499. 



C. M. 



TURNSI 



Morning Thanksgiving and Prayer. 
Ps. iii. 5. V. 3. lix. 16. Is. xxxiii. 2. 

TO thee, great God, with thankful heart. 
My morning song shall rise; 
Thy goodness makes my slumbers sweet, 
And cheers my waking eyes. 
P 



With gratitude my eyes behold 

The sun's enliv'ning beams : 
I might have wak'd in wild surprise. 

Amid devouring flames. 
3 
Numbers, this night, great God, have met 

Their long, eternal doom ; 
And lost the joys of morning light 

In death's tremendous gloom. 
4 
Many, ev'n dear to thee, oppress'd 

With cares, and fears, and pain. 
Sleepless, have wish'd returning day, 

And day return'd in vain. 
5 
Still on their restless beds they lie. 

Their woes bewailing still ; 
Whilst I, refresh'd by soft repose, 

A thousand pleasures feel. 
6 
Amid the various cares of day. 

Through ev'ry scene I pass. 
Oh ! grant me, in each needful hour. 

Thine all-sufficient grace. 
7 
The dark illume, th' afflicting cheer 

With thy paternal love ; 
Nor let my earthly pleasures spoil 

My taste for those above. 



500. 



,7. 9.7. D. BOWRING. 



His greatness is unsearchable. 
Ps. cxlv. 3. Ixv. 8. 

E^XTINGUISH'D now is the last, lone 
i star, 

The shadows of night are gone ; 
And lo! in the east, day's golden car 

Is fiU'd by the glorious sun : 
And hark .' for a thousand voices call — 

The spirits of life and love — 
Attune your hymns to the Father of all. 

The Sov'rcign who reigns above. 
2 
'Tis He who opens the eastern gates. 

Who kindles the morning's ray ; 
His Spirit all nature animates. 

And the darkness and the day : 
The field and its glories, all are his. 

And the music of the sky ; 
The light of hope, and the smile of bliss, 

And the bursting song of joy. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



'Morning and Evening. 



,His temple is yonder arch sublime ; 

Its pillars, th' eternal hills; 
His chorus, the solemn voice of time. 

Which the wide creation tills : 
His worshippers are the countless train 

Which the lap of nature bears — 
The boisterous wind, and the raging main. 

And the silence of the spheres. 
4 
He rides unseen on the hurrying storm; 

He sits on the whirlwind's car; 
He wraps in the clouds his awful form. 

And travels from star to star : 
A thousand messengers wait his will, 

And a million heralds i\y ; 
And their Sovereign's high behests fulfil. 

Through a vast eternity. 
5 
He smiles — and new worlds spring forth to 
birth. 

And suns in new glory rise ; 
He frowns — and darkness covers the earth, 

And mantles the frighted skies : 
He speaks in the thunder's dreadful roar ; 

He shines in the lightning's beam : — 
But, oh ! no mortal thought can soar 

To any conception of Him ! 



501 



Morning 



The Charms of Nature : 
Hymn. 

Ps. xix. 4—6. Ixv. S. 



COME forth in thy purple robes again, 
Thou brightest star of heav'n ! 
Another day the Guardian of men 

Has to his children giv'n : 
Receive the gift, with gratitude ; 

My soul, to thy Maker ascend ; 
And bear thy songs to the Source of good, 
To thy Father and thy Friend. 
2 
I look around, — a thousand things 

Enjoy the sunny beam ; 
And Nature her million voices brings 

To form an anthem to Hira : 
Oh! join the songs of the air, the grove, 

And the chorns of the sea ; 
For, hark! the spirits of light above 
Re-echo the harmony. 



The senses indeed must be dark and dull. 

That in nature no charms can see : 
For beauty's self is more beautiful 

To the eye of piety : 
And deaf indeed is the clay-cold ear. 

That no sounds of music greet ; 
Though nought, as the music of praise and 
pray'r. 

Is half so exquisite. 
4 
But brighter and fairer than star or sun 

Is the light that beams from on high — 
A light that conducts its pilgrims on 

To the hav'n of endless joy: 
And thither our tow'ring thoughts shall soar, 

And there the tir'd spirit shall rest ; 
While hope bursts open the heav'nly door 

Of the mansions of the blest. 

DKjJi. 7.S. 8.7. Fram the Russian of 

Zhukoosky. ' 

Morning Aspiration : a Rural Hymn. 
Ps. V. 3. lix. 16. 

WHAT awakens new-t)orn joy — 
Joy and hope thus sweetly 
mingling 1 
'Tis the morn's bright beams, enkindling, 
Nature's loveliest charms display. 

2 
Lo! heav'n's temple, bright, serene, 
T^Tiere the busy clouds are blending, . 

Sinking now, and now ascending, 
Far behind the forest green ! 

3 ^ 

See, the restless swallow flies 
Through the clouds — his owti dominion : 
Could I reach, on hope's strong pinion. 
Where that laud of beauty lies ! — 

4 
Oh ! how sweet — how blest to' be 
Where heav'n's shelter might protect me ! 
Lord of life ! in love direct me 
To that bright futurity ! 



503. 



Fawcett. 



Spring Morning : a Rural Hymn. 
Ps. lix. 16. 

LO ! the bright, the rosy morning, 
Calls me forth to take the air : 
Cheerful spring, with smiles returning. 
Ushers in the new-born year. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Morning and Evening. 



Nature now, in all her beauty. 

With her gently-movlng tongue, 
Prompts me to the pleasing duty 

Of a grateful morning song. 
3 
Yonder rise the lofty mountains. 

Clad with herbage fresh and green : 
PlayiDg round the crystal fountains. 

There the living herds are seen* 
4 
There the stately forest bending 

Thrives amid the limpid streams. 
Whilst the source of day ascending. 

Crowns it with his mildest beams. 
5 
Now, their vernal dress assuming. 

Leafy robes adorn the trees ; 
Odors now, the air perfuming, 

Sweetly swell the gentle breeze. 

e 

See the early blossoms springing ; 

See the jocund lambkins play ; 
Hear the lark and linnet singing. 

Welcome to the new-born day. 
7 
Vernal music, softly sounding. 

Echoes through the vocal grove; 
Nature now, with life abounding, 

Swells with harmony and love. 
8 
Prais? to thee, thou great Creator ! 

Praise to thee from ev'ry tongue : 
Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature — 

Join the universal song ! 



504. 



L. M. 



Flexman. 



Evening Hymn, 
Ps. iv. 8. cxli. 2. 

SLEEP, downy sleep, come close my 
eyes, 
Tir'd with beholding vanities : 
Welcome, sweet sleep, that drives away 
The toils and follies of the day. 

2 
On thy soft bosom will I lie. 
Forget the world, and learn to die : 
O Israel's watchful Shepherd, spread 
Thine angel-tents around my bed. 

3 
Clouds and thick darkness veil thy throne. 
Its awful glories all unknown : 
Oh ! dart from thence one cheering ray, 
And turn my midnight into day. 



Thus, when the morn, in crimson drest, - 
Breaks from the chambers of the east. 
My grateful songs of praise shall rise 
Like fragrant incense to the skies. 

OOO. s. M. Scott. 

Evening Hymn. 

Ps. iv. 8. cxli. 2. 

SOFT season of repose, 
. _ Thy sable curtains spread ; 
Come, downy sleep, and stretch thy wings 
Around my weary head. 

2 
But oh I the lawless range - 
With which my thoughts have stray'd, 
Through mazy paths of sense and sin. 
From morn to ev'ning shade I 

3 

Ah ! born to nobler ends. 

My soul, no more pursue 

These fleeting vanities of life. 

But bid the world adieu. 

4 
Thy pity, gracious God, 
Thy pardon I implore ; 
Oh ! heal these follies of my mind. 
And aid me with thy pow'r. 

5 
Be thou my friendly guard, 
While slumb'ring on my bed ; 
And with thy sacred teachings fill 
The visions of my head. 

6 
When morning's cheerful rays 
Salute my waking eyes. 
All vig'rous may my soul to thee 
In grateful songs arise ! 

7 
Devoted to thy fear. 
Thy service and thy praise ; 
My God, I would be wholly thine 
The remnant of my days. 



506. 



CM. Heginbothom. 



Evening Tribute and Reflections. 
Ps. cxli. 2. 

STAY, stay, my lab'ring pow'rs,awakej 
To praise awhile your God ; — 
The God who rules the lightsome day. 
And spreads tliese shades abroad. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



]i[orning and Evening. 



The hand which fills my daily cup, 

And gives me daily bread, 
Preserves my ev'ning comforts too, 

And makes my nightly bed. 
3 
Past, O my soul, for ever past. 

Is an important day ! 
Its sorrows and its joys are gone, — 

The serious and the gay. 
4 
And life itself, that chequer'd scene. 

Dies with the morning flow.'r ; 
Each scheme dissolves, and ev'ry hope 

Shall perish in an hour. 

This night, perhaps, the hand of death 

May snatch my soul away ; 
And send it to the shades of woe. 

Or to eternal day. 
6 
My soul, come, meditate the dread; 

Or, oh ! indulge the joy ; 
And let the praise of love di\'ine 

Thy sweetest thoughts employ. 
7 
'Tis this which cheers my midnight hours. 

And dissipates the gloom; 
Adds a fresh lustre to the light. 

And glory to the tomb. 
8 
Thus, while I feel my heav'n-born soul 

To its own mansions soar. 
Fearless I give my eyes to sleep. 

Though I should wake no more. 



507. 



8s. 



TOPLADY. 



God the Guardian of our Sleeping Hours. 
Ps. xci. 5, 6. 11. 

BENEFICENT Hearer of pray'r. 
Thou Feeder and Guardian of thine, 
My all to thy covenant care 
I sleeping and waking resign : 
If thou art my Shield and my Sun, 
The night is no darkness to me ; 
And fast as my moments roll on. 
They bring me but nearer to thee. 

2 
Thy minist'ring spirits descend, 
And watch while thy saints are asleep ; 
By day and by night they attend. 
The heirs of salvation to keep : 



Bright seraphs, dispatch'd from thy throne. 
Fly swift to their stations assign'd; 
And angels elect are sent down, 
To guard the elect of mankind. 

3 
Thy worship no interval knows; 
Their fervor is still on the wing ; 
And, while they protect my repose. 
They chaunt to the praise of my King : 
I too, at the season ordain'd. 
Their chorus for ever shall join ; 
And love and adore, without end. 
Their gracious Creator and mine. 



508. 



L. M. /^rojra BowRiNG. 

/ will both lay me down in peace, and 
sleep ; for thou, Lord, only makest me to 
dwell in safety. 

Ps. iv. 8. 

THE labors of the day are done ; 
And oh ! how exquisitely blest. 
Who, with the calm, declining sun, 
Retires in holy peace to rest. 

2 
Thrice blest, beneath theirGnardian's smile. 
And tranquil as the heav'ns above, 
To sleep— securely sleep, awhile, 
in the kind arms of heav'nly love : 

3 
With no reproaching voice withiD, 
To break upon the calm of bliss ; 
As ev'ning's earliest dews serene, 
And gentle as the twilight is. 

4 
Alas ! the brightest and the best 
Of earthly pleasures soon decay ; 
The sweetest and (he loveliest 
Glide, like a passing breeze, away. 

5 
But saints from death itself shall rise, 
Renew'd by heav'n's eternal spring ; 
And, in the garden of the skies. 
In endless beauty bloom again. 



509. 



7s. 



Doddridge. 



Happy Confidence in the Divine Favor. 
Ps. iv. 8. 

INTERVAL of grateful shade. 
Welcome to my weary head ; 
Welcome slumbers to my eyes, 
Tir'd with glaring vanities I 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Morning and Evening. 



Still my gracious God allows 
Needful periods of repose : 
By my heav'nly Father blest, 
Thus I give my pow'rs to rest. 

3 
Heav'nly Father! gracious name ! 
Day and night thy love's the same : 
Far be each suspicious thought, 
Ev'ry anxious care forgot. 

4 
Thine indulgence, bounteous God! 
Crowns my days with various good : 
Thy kind eye, that cannot sleep, 
These defenceless hours shall keep. 

5 
, By my heav'nly Father blest. 
Thus I give my pow'rs to rest : 
S'weet vicissitude to me. 
Day and night I'm still with thee. 



510, 



7s. 



Doddridge. 



Happy Confidence in the Divine Favor. 
Ps. iv. 8. 

WHAT though downy slumbers flee. 
Strangers to my couch and me ? 
Sleepless, well I know to rest. 
Leaning on my Father's breast. 

2 
While the empress of the night 
Mildly sheds her silver light ; 
While the vivid planets stray, 
Vairious, through their mystic way : — 

3 
While the stars unnumber'd roll 
Round the ever-constant pole ; 
Far bej'ond these spangled skies. 
All ray soul to God shall rise, — 

4 
'Midst the silence of the night, 
Mingling with those angels bright. 
Whose harmonious voices raise 
Ceaseless love and ceaseless praise. 

5 
Through the throng, his gentle ear 
Shall my tuneless accents hear : 
His kind presence shall impart 
Secret comfort to my heart. 

6 
He, in these serenest hours, 
♦ Guides my intellectual pow'rs, — 
Bears my sweet«st thoughts above. 
On the wings of faith and love. 
P2 



Happy who are call'd to share 
Such a tender Parent's care! 
Blest alternative to me, 
Thus to sleep or v/ake with thee. 

o/xx, 7s. Doddridge. 

Happy Confidence in the Divine Favor. 

Ps. iv. 8. 

WHAT if death my sleep invade ? 
Should I be of death afraid I 
While encircled by thine arm. 
Death may strike, but cannot harm. 

2 
What if beams of op'ning day 
Shine around my breathless clay ? 
Brighter visions from on high 
Shall regale my mental eye. 

3 
Tender friends my loss may mourn. 
From their kind embraces toin : — 
Dearer, better friends I have. 
In the realms beyond the grave. 

4 
See the guardian angels nigh 
V^ait to waft my soul on high ! 
See the golden gates display'd! 
See the crown to grace my head ! 

5 
See a flood of sacred light. 
Which shall yield no more to night! 
Transitory world, farewell ! 
Jesus calls with him to dwell. 

6 
With thy heav'nly presence blest. 
Death is life, and labor rest : 
Welcome life or death to me ! 
Still secure, for still with thee. 



512. 



S. M. 



Reliance on the Care of our Heavenly 

Father. 

Ps. iv. 8. 

ANOTHER day is past. 
The hours for ever fled ; 
And time is bearing rue away. 
To mingle with the dead. 

2 
My mind in perfect peace 
My Father's care shall keep; 
I yield to gentle slumbers now. 
For thou canst never sleep. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Morning and Evening. 



Happj^ the souls alone 
On thee securely stay'd ! 
Nor shall they be in life alarm'd, 
Nor be in death dismay'd. 

513. 



CM. 



H. K. White. 



Evening Hymn, for Family Worship. 
Ps. cxli. 2. 

OLORD, another day is flown ; 
And we, a lonely band, 
Are met once more before thy throne. 
To bless thy fost'ring hand. 
2 
And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear 

To praises low as ours 1 
Thou wilt 1 for thou dost love to hear 
The song which meekness pours. 
3 
Oh ! let thy grace perform its part, 

And let contention cease ; 
And shed ^abroad, in ev'ry heart, 
Thine everlasting peace. 
4 
Thus chasten'd, cleans'd, entirely thine, 

A flock by Jesus led. 
The Sun of righteousness shall shine 
In glory on our head. 

514. ss. s_. 

A Night Song, written in an Hour qf 
Temptation. 

Ps. cxviii. 13. 

IMMACULATE Saviour and Friend, 
My Guardian by night and by day. 
With comforts and gladness descend. 
And speak my opposers away : 
Thy presence alone can dispel 
These monsters of hell from my breast, — 
Can only salvation reveal. 
And hush my temptations to rest. 

My eyelids refuse their repose. 
And slumbers depart from my eyes : 
My Sun, in the darkest extreme 
With beams of salvation arise ; 
Thy Spirit of wisdom impart, 
My ev'ry desire to control ; 
Thy likeness impress on my heart, 
To cleanse and to perfect my soul. 



Thy blood and thy merits I sing. 
Which hide my transgressions from view : 
Thy grace and thy Spirit, my King, 
Shall ev'ry corruption subdue : ^ 

Till death with his message shall come. 
My heart of thy favor assure ; 
Then take me to dwell near thy throne. 
Where sorrow and siu are no more. 



515. 



8.9. 8.9. 



Bowsing. 



A Star-light Evening's. Devotion. 
Ps. viii. 3. 

THE cold wind strips the yellow leaf ^ 
The stars are twinkling faintly 
o'er us.; 
All Nature wears her garb of grief. 
While day's fair book is clos'd before us. 
2 
Oh ! in an hour so still as this, 
Fi-om care, and toil, and tumult stealing, 

Pll consecrate an hour to bliss — 
To sweet devotion's holy feeling : 
3 
And rise to Thee — to Thee, whose hand 
Unroll'd the golden map of heaven ; 

Mantled, with beauty, all the land ; 

Gave light to morn, and shade to even : 

4 

Being, whose all-pervading might 

The laws of countless worlds disposes : 

Yet gives the sparkling dews their light. 
Their beauty to the blushing roses. 
5 
Tho' dark may be earth's vale, and damp. 
Ten thousand stars shine sweetly o'er us ; 

And immortality's pure lamp 
Gladdens and gilds our path before as. 



516. 



6.5. 7.5. MissBotVLKS. 



Evening Tranquillity. 

OUR day calmly closes 
In joys pure and deep: 
Peace again strews with roses 
The pillow of sleep. 
2 
His eye is still waking. 
To guard us from ill. 
At the word of whose speaking 
The tempest is still. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Morning and Evening. 



517. 



Watts. 



A Summer's Evening, 

HOW fine has the day been ! how bright was the sun I 
How lovely and joyful the course that he run ! 
Though he rose in a mist, when his race he begun, 

And there follow'd some droppings of rain : 
But, now the fair traveller's come to the west. 
His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best ; 
He paints the sky gay as he sinks to his rest. 

And foretels a bright rising again. 
2 
Jdst such is the Christian ! — His course he begins. 
Like the sun, in a mist, when he mourns for his sins. 
And melts into tears : — then he breaks out and shines. 

And travels his heavenly way : 
But when he comes nearer to finish his race. 
Like a fine setting snn, he looks richer in grace ; 
And gives a sure hope at the end of his days. 

Of rising in brighter array. 



518. 



8.8.4. 8.8.4. 
ROBT. 



Ev&ting an Emblem of Death. 



THERE is a beam upon the hill ; 
There is a light that lingers still 
On ocean's breast ; 
There Is a blash of rosy light 
Steals o'er the diadem of night. 
Far in the west. 



Though getting now the smiling ray. 
And falling softly round my way 

Eve's parting glow ; 
It tells of days to come, as bright 
As that which now has turn'd its flight 

To skies below. 



So, when life's changing hour has pass'd. 
And death's cold shades are gath'ring fast 

Around my head ; 
A ray of heav'u will pierce the gloom, 
And shed its lustre round my tomb, 

When day is fled. 



519. 



112th. 



American Monthly Mag. 
Saturday Evening. 

SWEET is the last, the parting ray, 
That ushers placid ev'ning in; 
When, with the still, expiring day, 
The Sabbath's peaceful hours begin : 
How grateful to the anxious breabt 
The sacred hours of holy rest ! 



Hush'd is the tumult of the day. 

And worldly cares and business cease, 

While soft the vesper breezes play. 

To hymn the glad return of peace : 

Delightful season! kindly giv'n 

To turn the wand'ring thoughts to heav'n, 



Oft as this peaceful hour shall come. 
Lord, raise my thoughts from earthly things, 
And bear them to my heav'nly home. 
On faith and hope's celestial wings, — 
Till the last gleam of life decay 
In one eternal Sabbatu-dat ! 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Morning and Evening. 



520. 



112th. 



BOWRING. 



Saturday Evening. 



THE week is past ! and has it brought 
Some beams of sweet and soothing 
thought ! 
If it has left some mem'ry dear 
Of heav'nly raptures tasted here. 



It has not wing'd its flight in vain, 
I Though it should ne'e]- return again. 

j And who would sigh for its return? 
i We are but pilgrims, born to mourn ; 
j And moments, as they onward flow, 
j Cut short the thread of human woe, 
I And bring us nearer to the scenes 
I Where sorrow ends, and heav'n begins. 



Lord's Day. 



521. 



12.11. 12.11. Edmeston. 

Lord's Day Morning. 
Rev. i, 10. 

NOW let us repose from our labor and sorrow ; 
Let all tliat is anxious and sad pass away ; 
The rough cares of life lay aside till to-morrow; 
But let us be tranquil and happy to-day. 
2 
To-day on the mount, we would seek for thy blessing ; 

O Spirit of holiness, meet with us there ! 
Our hearts then will feel— (thy sweet influence possessing,) 
The rapture of praise and the fervor of pray'r. 



^/<y» L. M. Jos. Stennett. 
Lord's Day Morning. 



Gen. ii. 3. 



Ex. XX. 8—11. 



ANOTHER six days' work is done; 
Another Sabbath is begun : 
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest ; 
Improve the day thy God has blest. 

2 
Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns 
So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; 
Provides an antepist of heav'n, 
And gives this day the food of sev'n. 

3 
Oh ! that our thoughts and thanks may rise, 
As grateful incense, to the skies : 
And draw from heav'n that sweet repose, 
Which none but he that feels it knows. 

4 
This heav'nly calm within the breast 
Is the dear pledge of giorious rest, 
Which for the church of God remains,— 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 



With joy, great God, thy works we view, 
In varied scenes, both old and n«w ; 
With praise, we think on mercies past ; 
With hope, we future pleasures taste. 

6 
In holy duties let the day — 
In holy pleasures, pass away : 
How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend, 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 



523. 



C. M. 



Barbauld. 



Lord's Day Morning. 
Vs.. cxviii. 24. Is. Iviii. 13. 

AGAIN the Lord of life and light 
Awakes the kindling ray ; 
Unseals the eyelids of the morn. 
And pours increasing day. 
2 
Oh ! what a night was that, which wrapt 

A sinful world in gloom ! 
Oh ! what a Sun, which broke, this day, 
Triumpliant from the tomb ! 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Lord's Day. 



This day be grateful homage paid, 

And loud hosaunas sung ; 
Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart, 

And praise on ev'ry tongue. 
4 
Ten thousand thousand lips shall join 

To hail this welcome morn. 
Which scatters blessings from its wings 

To nations yet unborn. 



524. 



,8. 8.4. 



0. P. 



Lord's Day Morning, 
Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. S— 11. Is. Iviii. 13. 

WELCOME, returning day of rest, 
Welcome to soul's by sin oppress'd, 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 

Sweet Sabbath day! 
2 
United hymns of pray'r and praise, 
To Him whose love still guides our ways. 
We hasten, at thy dawn, to raise. 

Sweet Sabbath day ! 
3 
Oh! may we feel that Saviour near 
Whose presence dries the mourner's tear. 
And makes thy hallow'd hours more dear, 
Sweet Sabbath day ! 
4 
May thy delightful season prove 
How much we owe our Saviour's love ; 
And fit us for the joys above, 

Sweet Sabbath day ! 



525. 



L. M. 



Miss Tuck. 



Lord's Ddy Morning, 
Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. 8—11. Is. Iviii. 13. 



H 



AIL ! sacred day of holy thought. 
Sweet Sabbath of serene repose; 



527. 



Be earth's low pleasures all forgot 
In joys the worldling never knows. 

2 
The peaceful strains that £11 the grove. 
Now, with increasing sweetness flow, 
In notes of harmony and love, 
Like Paradise renew'd below. 

3 
And now more pure the dew-drop seems. 
And lovelier is the flow'ret's bloom. 
And brighter are the morning's beams. 
And richer is its sweet perfume. 

4 
Fair emblem of eternal rest! 
Where nothing earthly shall control, 
Nor sin nor grief nor care molest. 
Or cloud that sabbath of the soul. 

5 
There uas a Sabbath once, below. 
Brighter than fancy's loveliest dream ; 
Free from the canker-worm of woe; 
Unsullied as the solar beam : 

6 
And such a Sabbath, bright and pure, 
In all its beauty shall return, — 
In all its glory to endure : — 
Who would not greet that Sabbath morn ! 



526. 



CM. 



Barbaulu. 



10s. 



The Best of the Holy Sabbath. 
Ex. XV i. 23. 

SLEEP — sleep to-day, tormenting cares. 
Of earth and folly born ! 
Ye shall not dim the light that streams 
From this celestial morn. 
2 
To-morrow will be time enough 

To feel your harsh control ; 
Ye shall not violate this day, — 
The sabbath of my soul. 

Browne. 



This is the day which the Lord hath made ; we will 
rejoice and be glad in it. 



Ps. cxviii. 24. Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. 8—11 



Is. Iviii. 13. 



HAIL, happy day! the day of holy rest. 
When saints assemble, and on dainties feast ; 
When all in smiles the God of grace descends, 
Ojpens his stores, and entertains his friends. 



SEASONS AND CIRCrMSTANCES. 



Lord's Day. 



Let earth and all its vanities be gone. 
Move from my sight, and leave my soul alone ; 
Its flatt'ring, fading glories I despise. 
And to immortal beauties turn my eyes. 

3 
Fain Tvould I mount and penetrate the skies. 
And on my Saviour's glories fix my eyes : 
Oh ! meet my risiug soul, thou God of love, 
And vraft it to the blissful realms above I 

4 
Or, if I may not climb the stari-y height. 
And see thee blazing on a throne of light ; 
If still the veil betwixt us must divide, 
.And still my Saviour's matchless glories hide ; — 

5 
Yet here displaj^ the v^onders of thy grace; 
Look through the skies, and show thy smiling fac 
Stoop down, blest King of glory, from above. 
And eai-th shall kiudle with sei-aphic love. 



528. 



L. M. DODDKIDGE. 

The Eternal Sabbath. 
Heb. iv. 9. 

THINE eai-thly Sabbaths, Lord, we 
love ; 
But there's a nobler rest above ; 
To that our lab'ring souls aspire 
With ardent pangs of strong desire. 

2 
No more fatigue, no more distress. 
Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place; 
No groans to mingle with the songs. 
Which warble from immortal tongues. 

3 
No rude alarms of raging foes ; 
No cares to break the long repose ; 
No midnight shade, no clouded sun ; 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

4 
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; 
But there's a nobler rest above ; 
To that our lab'ring souls aspire 
With ardent pangs of strong desire. 



529. 



C. M. Cennick. 

Lord's Day Evening. 
Heb. iv. 9. 

WHEN, dearest Sa>iour, when shall I 
Behold thee all serene ; 
Blest in perpetual sabbath day, 
Without a veil between 1 



Assist me while I wander here. 

Amidst a world of cares; 
Incline my roving heart to pray. 

And then accept my pray'rs. 
3 
Thy Spirit, my Father, give, 

To be my guide and friend ; 
To light my path to ceaseless joys,— 

To sabbaths without end. 

Dv^O. CM. Brownb. 

Lord's Day Evening. 
Heb. iv. 9. 

FREQUENT the day of God returns 
To shed its quick'ning beams ; 
And yet how slow devotion burns ! 
How languid are its flames 1 
2 
Accept our faint attempts to love. 

Our frailties, Lord, forgive ; 
We would be like thy saints above. 
Unlike them as we live. 
3 
Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, 

And fit us to ascend 
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, 
The sabbath ne'er shall end : — 
4 
Where we shall breathe in heav'nly air, 

With heav'nly lustre shine ; 
Before the throne of God appear, 
I And feast on love di\ine :— 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Lord's Day. 



Where we, in high, seraphic strains, 
Shall all our pow'rs employ ; 

Delighted range th' ethei-eal plains. 
And take our fill of joy. 



531 



L. M. 



Edmeston. 



The Calm of a Sabbath Eve. 
Is. Iviii. 13. 

THIS time, how lovely and how still ! 
Peace shines and smiles on all below : 
The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill. 
All fair with ev'ning's setting glow ! 

2 
Season of rest I the tranquil soul 
Feels thy sweet calm, and melts in love ; 
And, while these sacred moments roll. 
Faith sees a smiling heav'n above. 



532 



L. M. 



Edmeston. 



A Summer Lord's Day Evening. 
Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. 11. Is. Iviii. 13. 

IS there a time when moments flow 
More peacefully than all beside 1 
It is, of all the times below, 
A Sabbath eve in summer's tide. 



Oh ! then the setting sun smiles fair ; 
And all below and all above, 
The diff'rent forms of nature, wear 
One universal garb of love. 

3 

And then the peace that Jesus beams. 
The life of grace, the death of sin. 
With nature's placid woods and streams, 
Is peace without, and peace within. 

4 
Delightful scene ! a world at rest, 
A God all love, no grief, no fear, 
A heav'nly hope, a peaceful breast, 
A smile unsullied by a tear. 

5 

If heav'n be ever felt below, 
A scene so heav'nly, sure, as this, 
May cause a heart on earth to know 
Some foretaste of celestial bliss. 

6 
Delightful hour! how soon will night 
Spread her dark mantle o'er thy reign ! 
And soon the morn's returning light 
Will call us to the world again ! 

7 
Yet will there dawn, at last, a day ; 
A sun, that never sets, shall rise ; 
Night will not veil his glorious ray : — 
The heav'nly sabbath never dies. 



Lord's Supper. 



533. 



L. M. 



A. 



ThL$ do in remembrance of me. 

Luke xxii. ly. 1 Cor. xi. 24, 25. 

2 Tim. ii. 8. 

YES, we'll record thy matchless love. 
Thou dearest, tend'rest, best of 
friends ; 
Thy dying love the noblest praise 
Of long eternity transcends. 

2 
'Tis pleasure more than earth can give, 
Thy beauties through these veils to see ; 
Celestial food thy table yields. 
And happy they who sit with thee ! 



534. 



C. M. 



COWPER. 



Welcome to the Table. 

Matt, xxvi. 26—28. Mark xiv. 22—24. 

Luke xxii. 19, 20. 1 Cor. xi. 23—26. 

THIS is the feast of heav'nly wine ; 
Jesus invites to sup ; 
The juices of the living vine 
Were prcss'd to fill the cup. 
2 
Oh ! bless the Saviour, ye that eat. 

With royal dainties fed ; 
Not heav'n affords a costlier treat. 
For Jesus is the bread. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Lord's Supper. 



The vile, the lost, — he call's to them ! 

Ye trembling souls, appear ! 
The righteous in their own esteem 

Have no acceptance here. 
4 
Approach, ye poor, no more refuse 

The banquet spread for you : 
Dear Saviour .' this is welcome news,— 

Then I may venture too ! 



535. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



A View of the Redeemer's Sufferings. 
Is. liii. 3—12. Matt. viii. 17. 

LORD, when my thoughts delighted 
rove 
Amid the wonders of thy love. 
Sweet hope revives my drooping heart. 
And bids intruding fears depart. 

2 
But while thy sufferings I survey, 
And faith enjoys a heav'nly ray. 
These dear memorials of thy pain 
Present anew the dreadful scene. 

3 
I hear thy groans with deep surprise. 
And view thy wounds with weeping eyes ; 
Each bleeding wound, each dying groan, 
With anguish fraught, with pains unknown. 

4 
Repentant sorrow fills my heart, 
But mingling joy allays the smart; 
Oh ! may my future life declare 
The sorrow and the joy sincere. 

5 
Be all my heart, and all my days 
Devoted to my Saviour's praise ; 
And let my glad obedience prove 
How much I owe, how much I love. 



536. 



C. M. Jos. Stennett. 



The Riches of the Saviour's Banquet, 

Matt. xxvi. 26—28. Mark xiv. 22—24. 
Luke xxii. 19, 20. 1 Cor. xi. 23—26. 

LORD, at thy table we behold 
The wonders of thy grace ; 
But most of all admire, that we 
Should find a welcome place J 



" Eat, O my friends," the Saviour cries, 

" The feast was made for you ; 
For you I groan'd, and bled, and died, 

And rose in triumph too." 
3 
With trembling faith and contrite hearts^ 

Lord, we accept thy love : 
'Tis a rich banquet we have had, — 

What will it be above ! 
4 
Ye saints below, ye hosts of heav'n. 

Join all your praising pow'rs ; 
No theme is like redeeming love, 

No Saviour is like ours. 
5 
Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord, 

I'd give them all to thee ; 
Had I ten thousand tongues, they all 

Should join the harmony. 



537. 



S. M. 



Ascribed to Doddridge. 

Christian Fellowship at the Lord's Table. 

Matt. xxvi. 26—28. Mark xiv. 22—24. 
Luke xxii. 19,20. iCor.x. 16,17. xi.23— 26. 



JESUS, the Friend of man. 
Invites us to his board ; 
The welcome summons we obey, 
And own our gracious Lord. 

2 
Here we survey that love 
Which spoke in ev'ry breath ; 
Crown'd ev'ry action of his life, 
And triumph'd in his death. 

3 
Here let our pow'rs unite. 
His honor'd name to raise ; 
Pleasure and joy fill ev'ry mind, 
And ev'ry voice be praise. 

4 
And while we share the gifts 
His bounteous hands bestow. 
Let ev'ry heart, in friendship join'd. 
With kind affections glow. 

5 
Our souls, expanded wide 
By our Redeemer's grace, 
Shall, in the arms of fervent love. 
All heav'n and earth embrace. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Providences. 



538. 



C. M. 



Leech. 



For a Time of General Sickness. 
Rom. viii. 10. 

DEATH, with his dread commission 
seal'd, 
Now hastens to his arms ; 
In awful state he takes the field, 
And sounds his dire alarms. 
2 
Attendant plagues around him stand. 

And wait his dread command; 
And pains and dying groans obey 
The signal of his hand. 
3 
With mighty force he scatters round 

His shafts of deadly pow'r ; 
While the grave waits its destin'd prey, 
Impatient to devour. 
4 
Look up, ye heirs of endless joy. 

Nor let your fears prevail ; 
Eternal life is your reward, 
When life on earth shall fail. 
5 
The arrows that shall wound your flesh 

Were giv'n him from above, 
Dipp'd in the great Redeemer's blood. 
And feather'd all with love. 
6 
These with a gentle hand he throws. 

And saints lie gasping too ; 
But heav'uly strength supports their souls. 
And bears them conqu'rors through. 
7 
Joyful, they stretch their wings abroad. 

And all in triumph rise 
To the fair palace of their God, — 
To mansions in the skies. 



539. 



S. Pearce. 
For a Sicli Chamber. 



PFritteji ivhen deprived by Sichwss of 
attending Public H or ship. 

Ps. xlii. 4. 

rniHE fabric of nature is fair, 
JL But fairer the temple of grace ; 
To saints 'tis the joy of the earth, 
The most glorious aud beautiful place. 

2 
To this temple I once could resort, 
With crowds of tlie people of Gor! ; 
Enraptur'd we enter'd his courts, 
And hail'd the Redeemer's abode. 

Q 



The Father of mercies we prais'd, 
And prostrated low at his throne ; 
The Saviour we lov'd and ador'd. 
Who lov'd us and made us his own. 

4 
How oft to the message of peace. 
To sinners address'd from the sky. 
We listen'd — extolling that grace 
Which sets us, once rebels, on high I 

5 
Faith clave to the crucified Lamb ; 
Hope, smiling, exalted its head; 
Love warm'd at Immanuel's name, 
And vow'd to observe what he said. 

6 
What pleasure appear'd in the looks 
Of the brethren and sisters around ! 
With transport all seem'd to reflect 
On the blessings in Jesus they found. 

7 
Sweet moments ! if aught upon earth 
Resembles the joy of the skies, 
It is when the hearts of the flock, 
Conjoin'd, to their Shepherd arise. 

8 
But ah ! these sweet moments are fled ! 
Pale sickness compels me to stay 
Where no voice of the turtle is heard, 
As the moments are hasting away. 

9 
My God ! thou art holy and good ; 
Thy plans are all righteous and wise : 
Oh ! help me, submissive, to wait 
Till thy love shall command me to rise :- 

10 
If to follow thee here in thy courts, 
May it be with fresh ardor and zeal ; 
With success, and increasing delight. 
Performing the whole of thy will : — 

11 
Or should'st thou in bondage detain, 
To visit thy temples no more. 
Prepare me for mansions above. 
Where nothing exists to deplore !— 

12 , 

Where Jesus, the Sun of the place. 
Refulgent, incessantly shines ; 
Eternally blessing his saints, 
And pouring delight on their minds. 

13 
There— there are no prisons, to hold 
The captive from tasting delight : 
There— there the day never is clos'd 
With shadows, or darkness, or night. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Providences. 



14 

There, myriads and myriads shall meet, 
In our Saviour's high praises to join ; 
While, transported, we fall at his feet. 
And extol his redemption divine. 

15 
Enough then — my heart shall no more 
Of its present bereavements complain : 
Ineffable joys are in store. 
And a blissful eternity's mine ! 



540. 



CM. 



Watts, 



Complaint and Hope, under great Pain. 
Job vii. 3, 4. Ps. vi. 6. 

LORD ! I am pain'd ; but I resign 
To thy superior will : 
'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine. 
Appoints the pains I feel. 
2 
Dark are thy ways of providence. 

While those that love thee groan : 
Thy reasons lie conceal'd from sense. 
Mysterious and unknown. 

Yet nature may have leave to speak, 

And plead before her God ; 
Lest the o'erburthen'd heart should break 

Beneath thine heavy rod. 
4 
These groans and sighs and flowing tears 

Give my poor spirit ease ; 
While ev'ry groan my Father hears. 

And ev'ry tear he sees. 
5 
Is not some smiling hour at hand. 

With peace upon its wings 1 
Give it, O God, thy swift command, 

With all the joys it brings. 



541 



8.7. 



3.7. D. 



Dale. 



Wearisome nights are appointed to me. 
Job vii. 3, 4. Ps. vi. 6. 



N 



IGHT spreads her mantle o'er the 

sky, 



And all around are sleeping. 
While I, in tears of agony. 

My restless couch am steeping : 
I sigh for morn— the rising ray 

Awakes the earth to gladness ; 
I turn my sick'ning soul away — 

It smiles upon my sadness. 



The wave so sparkling in the beam 

That trembles o'er the river, 
A moment sheds its quiv'ring gleam. 

Then shuns the sight for ever : 
So soft a ray can pleasure shed, 

While secret snares surround it ; 
So sw^ift that faithless hope is fled 

Which wins the heart to wound it* 
3 
But though all earthly hope be fled, 

A brighter hope remaineth ; 
Ev'nvmile these storms hang o'er my heady 

I know my Saviour reigneth : [clay. 
Though worms may waste this with'ring 

When flesh and spirit sever ; 
My so-dl shall see eternal day,. 

And dwell with God for ever. 



542. 



CONDER. 



Blindness. 



THE taper has quiver'd its last: 
O hope ! must I bid thee farewell ? 
I must I for the mandate is pass'd, 
That consigns me in darkness to dwell. 

2 
In vain on my eyeballs shall play 
The blaze of meridian skies ; 
No sun shall e'er gladden my day. 
No moon on my midnight arise. 

3 
No more at the glories of dawn 
Shall my bosom with ecstasy heave ; 
Farewell to the blush of the morn. 
And the blush of fond, lingering eve .' 

4 
Farewell to the sweets of the spring, 
Which she throws from her mantle of green? 
The gales all their fragrancy bring ; 
But, alas! they ail blossom unseen! 

5 
Farewell to the light of the eye I 
To the heart-cheering smile of a friend! 
Now, beauty — (and why should I sigh?) — 
Thine enchantments are all at an end ! 

6 
But ah ! there existed a few — 
Shall I see their lov'd faces no more ? — 
There was one — oh, how dear was the 

view! — 
For ever, alas ! is it o'er? 



SEASONS AND CmCUMSTANCES. 



Providences. 



Ah ! no 'tis a feverish dream ; 

My eyes are but clos'd for the night: 

At the dawn of eternity's beam 

I shall wake into transport and light ! 

8 
And still, though the day-light is fled. 
Does mem'ry the twilight prolong : 
Bright visions encircle my head, 
And wake into rapture my song. 

9 
The sun that gilds memory's fields 
Dispenses perpetual day ; 
The spring of the fancy ne'er yields, 
Deflow'ring, to winter's stern sway. 

10 
The forms that once lovely appear'd 
Still lovely in memory bloom ; 
The flow'rets which fancy has rear'd 
Still blossom and smile on the tomb. 
11 

My friend shall grow wrinkled and old ; 
All wither'd ev'n beauty shall be : 
The change 1 shall never beheld, 

And age shall be beauty to me. 
12 

And time shall so silently steal 

When I sink into peaceful decay, 
That the ev'ning I scarcely shall feel, 

But fancy it still to be day. 
13 

Death's footsteps around I shall hear, 

But view not the frown on his face ; 

Nor the features of those who are dear 

Ever start in a stranger to trace. 
14 

But why should terrestrial ties 

E-ound my heart and my fancy entwine ? 

faith ! lend me wings to arise. 
And make bright futurity mine .' 

15 
And o'er me thy radiance pour, 
Thou world of pure day-light and bliss ! 
My soul shall then murmur no more 
To be shut out for ever from this. 

16 
This life's but a feverish dream. 
And short is mortality's night : — 
At the dawn of eternity's beam 

1 shall wake into transport and light! 

17 
Oh, the wonders that hour shall unfold ! 
What glories around me shall blaze ! 
Oh I the bliss when that sun I behold. 
And for ever rejoice in his rays! 



543 . C. M. Steele. 

Desiring the Presence of God in Affliction. 

Jam. V. 13. 

THOU only centre of my rest. 
Look down with pitying eye. 
While, with protracted pain oppress'd, 
I breathe the plaintive sigh. 
2 
Thy gracious presence, O my God, 

My ev'ry wish contains ; 
With this, beneath affliction's load. 
My heart no more complains. 
3 
This can my ev'ry care control. 

And gild the gloom with light; 
This is the sunshine of the soul, — 
Without it all is night. 
- 4 
My Lord, my life, oh ! cheer my heart 

With thy reviving ray ; 
And bid these mournful shades depart. 
And bring the dawn of day I 
5 
Oh ! happy scenes of pure delight ! 

V/here thy full beams impart 
Unclouded beauty to the sight. 
And rapture to the heart. 
6 
Her part ip those fair realms of bliss 

My spirit longs to know ; 
My wishes terminate in this. 
Nor can they rest below. 
7 
Lord, shall the breathings of my heart 

Aspire in vain to thee ? 
Confirm my hope, that \yhere thou art 
I shall for ever be. 
8 
Then shall my cheerful spirit sinjj 

The darksome hours away ; 
And rise, on faith's expanded wing. 
To everlasting day. 



544. 



112th, 
From the German : translated by 

BOWRING. 

Consolation in Distress, 

2 Kings iv. 26. Neb. ix. 33. Ps. cxix. 75. 
1 Thes. iii. 2, 3. ' 



H 



O W vain are sighs ! how vain regret ! 
Complaint could ne'er subdue dis- 
tress : 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Providences. 



Ev'n though with grief our couch be wet, 
We shall not therefore weep the less : — 
No ! tears but add a gloom the more 
To that which was so dark before. 

2 
When joy should dawn, our God decrees; 
But only sends that joy to bless : 
And oft his searching vision sees 
Joy in apparent wretchedness : 
He comes unlook'd for — and whene'er 
He comes, both peace and joy are there. 

3 
Then deem not, in thy gloomiest hour. 
That God abandons thee to woe : 
Wilt thou mistrust his awful pow'r. 
Or wilt thou doubt his goodness?— No ! 
Yet a few hours — and time shall piove 
His changeless, countless, matchless love. 

4 
His rule is wondrous— at his will 
This mighty universe, with all 
Its beings, vibrates, or is still — 
And kingdoms rise, and kingdoms fall : 
He lifts the lowly, sinks the high, 
In his uncounsell'd majesty. 

5 
Oh ! then be calm — and tread serene. 
With praj'r and praise, life's varying road ; 
'Tis gay with flow'rs — its paths are green. 
And thou art guided by thy God : 
Be calm — for thine eternal rest 
Is near — and heav'n will make thee blest. 



545. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



Submission to the Divine Will under 
Affliction. 

1 Sam. iii. 18. 

PEACE, my complaining, doubting 
heart ; 
Ye busy cares, be still ; 
Adore the just, the sov'reign Lord, 
Nor murmur at his will. 
2 
Unerring wisdom guides his hand ; 

Nor dares my guilty fear. 
Amid the sharpest pains I feel, 
Pronounce his hand severe. 
3 
Let me reflect, with humble awe. 

Whene'er my heart complains, — 
Compar'd with what my sins deserve. 
How easy are my pains ! 



Yes, Lord, I own thy sov'reign hand, 
Thou just and wise and kind : 

Be ev'ry anxious thought suppress'd, 
And all my soul resign'd. 



546. 



112th. 



BOWEING. 



Be still, and know that I am, God. 



Ps. xlvi. 10. 



2 Kings iv. 26. 



LORD, let my trembling soul be still. 
While darkness veils this mortal eye ; 
And calmly wait thy holy will, 
Though wrapt in fears and mystery : 
Thy purposes I cannot see. 
Yet all is well — since rul'd by thee. 

2 
When, mounted on thy clouded car, 
Thy wisdom sends affliction down, 
I can discern thy light afar. 
Still sweetly beaming through thy frown; 
And, should 1 faint a moment — then 
I think of thee, and smile again. 

3 
So, trusting in thy love, I tread 
The narrow path of duty on : 
What, tho' some cherish'd joys are fled ? 
What, tho' some flatt'ring dreams are gone? 
Yet purer, brighter joys remain : 
Why should my spirit, then, complain ! 



547. 



C. M. 



Edmestos. 



/ know, O Lord, that thy judgments are 
right, and that thou in faithfulness hast 



Ps. cxix. 75. 

OTHOU whose mercy guides my way : 
Though now it seem severe. 
Forbid my unbelief to say 
There is no mercy here ! 
2 
Oh ! grant me to desire the pain 
That comes in kindness down. 
More than the sweetest earthly gaiii 
Succeeded by a frown. 

3 J 

Then, though thou bend my spirit low. 

Love only shall I see ; 
The gracious hand that strikes the blow 
Was wounded once for me. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Providences. 



548. 



L. M. 



Bow RING. 



Whom the Lord loveth he chastenetlu 
Heb. xii. 6. Ps. cxix, 75. 

WHEN disciplin'd by long distress. 
And led thro' various paths of woe, 
Say, dost thou love thy children less 1 
No, ever-gracious Father! no. 

2 
No distance can outreach thine eye. 
No night obscure thine endless day : 
Be this my comfort v^'hen I sigh. 
Be this my safeguard when I stray. 



549. 



L. M. 



Cotton. 



Affliction Sanctified. 
Ps. xciv. 12. cxix. 71. 75. Heb. xii. 6. 

AMID these various scenes of ills, 
Each stroke some kind design fulfils ; 
And shall I murmur at my God, 
When sov'reigQ love directs the rod 1 

2 
Peace, rebel thoughts! I'll not complain : 
My Father's smiles suspend my pain ; 
Smiles — that a thousand joys impart, 
And pour the balm that heals the smart. 

3 
Though heav'n afflicts, I'll not repine ; 
Each heart-felt comfort still is mine ; 
Comforts — that shall o'er death prevail. 
And journey with me through the vale. 

4 
Dear Jesus, smooth that rugged way. 
And lead me to the realms of day ; 
To milder skies, and lighter plains, 
Where everlasting siinshine reigns. 



550. 



C. M. COWPER'S GUION. 



Love Licr eased by Suffer int;. 
Ps. xciv. 12, cxix. 71. 

BEFORE the pow'r of love divine 
Creation fades away. 
Till only God is seen to shine 
In all that we survey. 
Q2 



In gulphs of awful night, we find 

The God of our desires ; 
'Tis there he stamps the yielding mind. 

And doubles all its fires. 
3 
Flames of encircling love invest. 

And pierce it sweetly through ; 
'Tis fill'd with sacred joy, yet press'd 

With sacred sorrow too. 
4 
Fresh causes of distress occur 

Where'er I look or move ; 
The comforts I to all prefer. 

Are — solitude and love. 
5 
Exile, nor prison do I fear ; 

Love makes my courage great ; 
I find a Saviour ev'ry where, — 

His grace in ev'ry state. 
6 
There, sorrow for his sake is found 

A joy beyond compare; 
There, no presumptuous thoughts abound 

No pride can enter there. 
7 
Nor castle walls, nor dungeons deep. 

Exclude his quick'ning beams ; 
There I could sit, and sing, and weep, 

And dwell on heav'niy themes. 



551. 



C. M. 



Watts. 



A Sight of- Heaven in Siclmess. 
Ps. xciv, 12. cxix. 71. 

OFT have I sat in secret sighs. 
To feel my flesh decay I 
Then groau'd aloud, with frighted eyes. 
To view the tott'ring clay. 
2 
But I forbid my sorrows now; 

Nor dares the flesh complain : 
Diseases bring thei-r profit too, — 
The joy o'ercomes the pain. 
3 
My cheerful soul, now, all the day 

Sits waiting here, and sings : 
Looks through the ruins of her clay. 
And practises her wings. 
4 
Faith almost changes into sight, 

While, from afar, she spies 
Her fair inheritance, in light. 
Above created skies. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Providences. 



552, 



CM. 
Happy Frailty. 
2 Cor. V. 1—8. 



Watts. 



€6 1 



H 



'OW meanly dwells th' immortal 
mind ! 

How vile these bodies are ! 
Why was a clod of earth design'd 
T' enclose a heav'nly star ! 
2 
Weak cottage, where our souls reside ! 

This flesh, a tott'ring wall ! 
With frightful breaches gaping wide. 
The building bends to fall. 
3 
Around it storms of trouble blow, 

And waves of sorrow roll ; 
Cold waves and winter storms beat thro*, 
And pain the tenant-soul, 
4 
Alas ! how frail our state ! " said I, 

And thus v^ent mourning on ; 
Till, darting from the cleaving sl<y, 
A gleam of glory shone. 
5 
My spirit felt the glory come. 
And breath'd her native air ; 
Then she remember'd heav'n her home. 
And she a pris'ner here. 
6 
Straight she began to change her key ; 

And, joyful in her pains, 
She sung the frailty of her clay 
In pleasurable strains. 
7 
" How weak the prison where I dwell ! 

Flesh but a tott'ring wall ! 
The breaches cheerfully foretel 
The house must shortly fall. 
8 
No more, my friends, shall I complain. 

Though all my heart-strings ache ; 
Welcome disease, and ev'ry pain 
That makes the cottage shake. 
9 
Now let the tempest blow around ; 

Now swell the surges high ; 
Artd beat this house of bondage down, 
To let the stranger fly. 
10 
I have a mansion built above, 

By the eternal hand : 
And should the earth's old basis move, 
A;y heav'nly house must stand." 



553. 



CM. 



Heginbothom. 



Comfort in Sichnese, 
Ps. xli. 3. 

WHEN sickness shakes the languid 
frame. 
Each dazzling pleasure flies ; 
Phantoms of bliss no more obscure 
Our long-deluded eyes. 
2 
Then the tremendous arm of deatli 

Its fatal sceptre shows ; 
And nature faints beneath the weight 
Of complicated woes. 
3 
The tott'ring frame of mortal life 

Shall crumble into dust ; 
Nature shall faint ; but learn, my soul, 
In nature's God to trust. 
4 
He whose believing heart is fix'd 

Securely on his God, 
From ev'ry frown may drave a joy. 
And kiss the chast'ning rod. 
5 
Nor him shall death itself alarm ; 

On heav'n his soul relies ; 
With joy he views his Saviour's love. 
And with composure dies. 



554. 



CM. 



T0PI.ADT. 



Sickness Sueetened. 
Ps. civ. 34. 

WHEN languor and disease invade 
This trembling house of clay, 
'Tis sweet to look beyond the cage. 
And long to fly away : — 
2 
Sweet to look inward, and attend 

The whispers of his love ; 
Sweet to look upward, to the place 
Where Jesus pleads above : — 
3 
Sweet to look back, and see my name 

In life's fair book set down ; 
Sweet to look forward, and behold 
Eternal joys my own : — 
4 
Sweet to reflect how grace divine 

My sin.? on Jesus laid ; 
Sweet to remember that his blood 
My debt of stiff' ring paid :— 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Providences. 



Sweet in his righteousness to stand, 

Which saves from second death ; 
Sweet to experience, day by day, 

His Spirit's quiclt'ning breath : — 
6 
Sweet on his faithfulness to rest. 

Whose love can never end ; 
Sweet on his covenant of grace 

For all things to depend : — 
7 
Sweet in the confidence of faith 

To trust his firm decrees ; 
Sweet to lie passive in his hands, 

And know no will but his. 
8 
If such the sweetness of the stream. 

What must the fountain be ; 
Where saints and angels draw their bliss 

Immediately from thee .' 



555. 



9.7. 8.7. 4.7. S. Pearce. 



Sweet Affliction.— A Song in a Storm. 
Ps. xciv. 12. civ. 34. cxix. 71. 



IN the floods of tribulation. 
While the billows o'er me roll, 
Jesus whispers consolation, 
And supports my fainting soul : 

Hallelujah ! 
Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord. 
2 
Thus the lion yields me honey ; 
From the eater food is giv'n : 
Strengthen'd thus, I still press forward, 
Singing, as 1 wade to heav'n, — 

Sweet affliction ! 
And my sins are all forgiv'n. 
3 
'Mid the gloom, the vivid lightnings 
With increasing brightness play ; 
'Mid the thorn-brake, beauteous flow'rets 
Look more beautiful and gay : 

Hallelujah ! 
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! 
4 
So, in darkest dispensations 

Does my gracious Lord appear, 
With his richest consolations. 
To re-animate and ch^er : 

Sweet atfliction ! 
Thus to bring my Saviour near. 



Floods of tribulation heighten ; 
Billows still around me roar : 
Those that know not Christ ye frighten ; 
But iny soul defies your pow'r : 

Hallelujah ! 
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord. 
6 
In the sacred page recorded. 

Thus his word securely stands : 
" Fear not, I'm, in trouble, near tliee ; 
Nought shall pluck thee from my hands,' 

Sweet affliction ! 
Ev'ry word my love demands. 
7 
All I meet, I find assists me 

In my path to heav'niy joy ; 
Where, though trials now attend me. 
Trials never more annoy : 

Hallelujah ! 
Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 



556. 



Jkrvis. 



Gratitude and Praise for Becovery from 

Sickness. 



Ps. ciii. 2, 3. cxvi. 



cxviii 21. 



HOW vast is the tribute I owe, 
Of gratitude, horhage, and praise. 
To the Giver of all I possess, 
The life and the length of my days I 

2 
Thou alone, the Great Author of all ! 
The faithful, unchangeable Friend I 
Thou alone all our griefs canst remove. 
Thou alone from all sorrows defend. 

3 
When the ills I foreboded were come, 
I pour'd out my sighs and my tears ; 
And to him who alone can relieve 
My soul breath'd its vows and its pray'rs. 

4 [pain. 

When my heart throbb'd with anguish and 
When paleness my cheek overspread. 
When sickness pervaded my frame. 
Then my soul on my Maker was stay*d. 

5 
When death's awful image was nigh. 
And no mortal was able to save, 
Thou didst brighten the valley of death. 
And illumine the gloom of the grave. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Providences, 



In mercy, thy presence dispels 
The shades of affliction's dark night ; 
And tarns the sad scene of despair 
To a morning of joy and delight. 

7 
Great Source of my comforts restor'd ! 
Thou healer and balm of my woes ! 
Thou hope and desire of my soul ! 
On thy mercy I'll ever repose. 

8 
How boundless the gratitude due 
To thee, O thou God of my praise i 
The fountain of all I possess. 
The life and the light of my days 1 



557. 



CM. 



Watts. 



Prayer for Zeal, after Recovery from 

Sickness. ■ 

WHEN death and everlasting things 
Approach and strike the sight. 
The soul unfolds itself, and biings 
Its hidden thoughts to light : 
2 
The timid Christian speaks for God, 

With courage owns his name ; 
And spreads the Saviour's grace abroad, — 
The zeal subdues the shame. 
3 
Lord, shall my soul again conceal 

Her faith— if death retire? 
Shall shame subdue the lively zeal. 
And quench th' ethereal fire ? 
4 
Oh ! may my thoughts for ever keep 

The grave and heav'n in view ; 
Lest, if my zeal and courage sleep. 
My lips grow silent too. 



558. 



10 8s. 



On a Sudden and Afflictive Providence. 
Prov. xxvii. 1. 

THOUGH the worn mariner prevail, 
When tempest-tost on many a v/ave ; 
The stream that ripples through the vale 
May be the cotter's wat'ry grave : 
Though age his shatter'd bark may buoy. 
Amid the tempest of disease ; 
The skiff of youth, and health, and joy. 
May sink beneath the softest breeze : 
Youth bears no talisman to charm ; 
Nor health, the conqu'ror to disarm. 



Though all creation round thee smile. 

Wait for thy change in solemn fear ; 

Lest Satan blind thy soul the while. 

And death, when least in thought, be near: 

Happy, if ready, — then, in love 

The invitation will be giv'n. 

From thorns below to thrones above, 

" And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n :"— 

The rivulets of life pass'd by. 

Safe launch'd into eternity. 



559. 



Le Breton's Sel. 
The Child of Sorrow. 

IN youth's fair morn, when first I 
threw 

My eyes across life's chequer'd road. 

On airy pinions fancy flew ; 

With gay delight my bosom glow'd ; 

And while its varied sweets I shar'd. 
And hope still promis'd bliss to-morrow, 

I liv'd in ease, and little fear'd 
I should become the child of sorrow. 
2 

But soon those transient visions fled, 

And life's realities arose ; 

Affliction, frowning o'er me, shed 

Her bitter cup of mingled woes : 

And oft, to hide the grief that prey'd 
Upon my heart, a smile I'd borrow : 

The startir-g tear the cheat betray'd. 

And show'd rr.e stili the child of sorrow, 

3 

Though painful long the lesson prov'd, 

'Twas salutary in the end : 

My mind, from earthly joys remov'd, 

With ardor sought a heav'nly Friend ; 

Nor sought in vain ; for soon I found 
Faith could discern a brighter morrow ; — 

Calm resignation heal each wound. 

And hope still cheer the child of sorrow. 

4 

What, though the tempest o'er me rise, 

And threat'ning clouds around me lour 1 

The Friend on whom my soul relies 

Will guide me through each trying hour : 

Still in his v»'ord will I confide. 
And thence my sweetest comforts borrow : 

He who has all my wants supplied 
Will ne'er forsake the child of sorrow. 



SEASONS AND CmCUMSTANCES. 



Providences. 



560. 



3.6. 8.6. 8.8. CONDER. 
The Poor Mart's Consolation. 
Luke vi. 20. Jam. ii. 5. 

AS much have I of worldly good 
As e'er my Master had ; 
I diet on as dainty food, 

And am as richly clad, [board. 

Though plain my garb, though scant my 
As Mary's son, and nature's Lord. 

2 
As much the world's good-will I share, 

Its favors and applause, 
As He whose blessed name I bear,— 

Hated without a cause ; 
Despis'd, rejected, mock'd by pride, 
Betray'd, forsaken, crucified. 

3 
Why should I court my Master's foe ? 

Why should I fear its frown? 
Why should I seek for rest below, 

Or sigh for brief renown? — 
A pilgrim to a better land. 
An heir of joys at God's right hand. 



561 



D. L. M. M. La Source. 
Translated by H. M. Williams. 
A Prison Hymn. 
Heb. xi. 36. 

OH ! calm the tumults that invade 
Our sosls, and lend thy pow'rful aid : 
Great Source of mercy ! soothe our pains. 
And break— oh ! break our cruel chains ! 
To Thee the captive pours his cry ; 
To Thee the mourner loves to fly : 
The incense of our tears receive — 
'Tis all the incense we can give. 

2 
Eternal Pow'r ! our cause defend : 
O God ! of Innocence the friend ! 
With Thee for ever she resides ; 
In Thee for ever she confides : 
Thou know'st the secrets of the breast ; 
Thou know'st th' oppressor and th' opprest ; 
Lord ! our wrongs with pity see. 
While we, adoring, look to Thee ! 



For aught that thou could'st offer m« — 
A little life— a little fame : 
'Twere weak indeed, to lose for them 
A bright, unfading diadem. 

2 
Hear, then, my firm resolve— and now 
The guards, the racks, the flames prepare ; 
And brand me false and frail as thoa. 
If I retract or tremble there : 
Go thou, thy bleeding Lord disown ; 
Be mine the faithful martyr's crown ! 

3 
Aye, thou may'st smile, — but not In scorn. 
Proud minion of a despot's will ; 
Thy direst vengeance have I borne, 
And stand prepar'd to bear it still : 
My pride, my glory it shall be 
To die for Him who died for me ! 

4 
And if one passing pang I feel. 
Deluded crowd ! 'tis felt for you : 
Ev'n thus resolv'd the truth to seal, 
I would that ye were martyrs too! 
Blest Saviour! — Lord of earth and heav'n — 
Oh ! be their sins and mine forgiv'n I 



563, 



8. 6. 8. 8. 6. 



From Knox. 



562, 



112th. 



Dale. 



The Martyr to his Apostate Judge. 



N 



1— think not I can ever be 

False to my Saviour's hallow'd name; 



The days of thy mourning shall be ended. 
Is. Ix. 20. 

OH ! weep not for the joys that fade 
Like ev'ning lights away — 
For hopes that, like the stars decay'd. 

Have left thy mortal day ; 
For clouds of sorrow will depart, 

And brilliant skies be giv'n ; 
And though on earth the tear may start. 
Yet bliss awaits the holy heart 

Amid the bow'rs of heav'n. 
2 
Oh ! weep not for the friends that pass 

Into the lonesome grave. 
As breezes sweep the wither'd grass 

Along the restless wave ; 
For though thy pleasures may depart. 

And darksome days be giv'n, — 
And lonely though on earth thou art, ^ 
Yet bli&'s awaits the holy heart 

When friends rejoin in heav'n. 



SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 



Social Meetings, 



564. 



L. M. 



COWPER. 



Where two or three are gathered toge- 
ther in my name, there am I in the midst 
of them. 

Matt, xviii. 20. 

JESUS, where'er thy people meet, 
There they behold thy mercy-seat ; 
Where'er they seek thee thou art found, 
And ev'ry place is hallow'd ground. 

2 
For thou, within no walls confin'd, 
Inhabitest the humble mind ; 
Such ever bring thee where they come, 
And going, take thee to their home. 

3 
Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few! 
Thy former mercies here renew ; 
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim 
The sweetness of thy saving name. 

4 
Here may we prove the pow'r of pray'r. 
To strengthen faith, and sweeten care ; 
To teach our faint desii-es to rise. 
And bring all heav'n before our eyes. 



>65. 



L. M. 



Earbauld. 



Christian Friendship, 



Ps. Iv. 14. 



cxxsiii. 1. 



HOAV blest the sacred tie, that binds 
In sweet commnnion kindred minds ! 
How swift the heav'nly couise they run, 
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes 
are one ! 

2 
To each tlie soul of each how dear ! 
What jealous love ! what holy fear! 
How does the gen'rous flame within 
Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 

3 
Their streaming eyes together flow 
For human guilt and mortal woe ; 
Their ardent pray'rs together rise. 
Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 

4 
Together they frequent the place 
Where God reveals his smiling face : 
How high, how strong theirraptures swell, 
There's none but kindred souls can tell. 



Nor shall the glowing dame expire 
When nature droops her sick'ning fire ; 
Then shall they meet in realms above, 
A heav'n of joy, a heav'n of love. 



566. 



S, M. Fawcei;t. 

Christian Love. 



Ps. cxxxiii. 1. John xiii. 34. 1 Pet. iii. 8. 

BLEST be the tie that binds 
Our hearts in Chi-istian love! 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Resembles that above. 

2 
Before oui- Father's throne 
We pour our ardent pray'rs ; 
Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one,— 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 
We share our mutual woes. 
Our mutual burthens bear ; 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear, 

4 
When we are call'd to part. 
It gives us mutual pain ; 
Bat we shall still be join'd in heart. 
And hope to meet again. 

5 
This glorious hope revives 
Our courage by the way ; 
While each in expectation lives. 
And longs to see the day. 

6 
From sorrow, toil, and pain. 
And sin, we shall be free ; 
And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternit)". 



567, 



C. M. 



Swain. 



Christian Love. 
Ps. cxxxiii. 1. John xiii. 34. 1 Pet, iii. 8. 

HOW sweet, how heav'nly is the sight. 
When those that love the Lord, 
In one another's peace delight. 
And thus fulfil his word : — 
2 
When each can feel his brother sigh, 

And with him bear a part ; 
When sorrow flows from eye to eye, 
And joy from heart to heart : — 



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Social Meetings. 



When, free from envy, scorn, and pride. 

Our wishes all above. 
Each can his brother's failings hide. 

And show a brother's love : — 
4 
When love, in one delightful stream, 

Through ev'ry bosom flows ; 
And union sweet, Avith dear esteem. 

In ev'ry action glows. 
5 
Love is the golden chain that binds 

The happy souls above ; 
And he's an heir of heav'n, that finds 

His bosom glow with love. 



568. 



S. M. 



Beddome. 



Ye are all one in Christ Jesus. 
Gal. iii. 28. 

LET party names no more 
The Christian world o'erspread : 
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free. 
Are one in Christ their Head. 

2 
Among the saints on earth 
Let mutual love be found ; 
Heirs of the same inheritance. 
With mutual blessings crown'd. 

3 
Thus will the church below 
Resemble that above ; 
Where streams of endless pleasure flow 
And ev'ry heart is love. 



569. 



C. Wesley. 



Tlie Harmony of Love. 

Eph. V. 2. Col. ii. 2. 
1 Pet. iii. 8. 

LORD, subdue our selfish will ; 
Each to each our tempers suit. 
By thy modulating skill, 
Heart to heart, as lute to lute. 

2 
Sweetly on our spirits move ; 
Gently touch the trembling strings ; 
Make the harmony of love 
Music for the King of kings 1 



0|W, 148th. Montgomery. 

Christian Unity. 

Ps. cxxxiii. 

HOW beautiful the sight 
Of brethren who agree 

In friendship to unite. 

And bonds of charity : 
'Tis like the precious ointment shed 
O'er all his robes from Aaron's head. 
2 

'Tis like the dew that fills 

The cups of Hermon's flow'rs. 

Or Zion's fruitful hills, 

Bright with the heav'nly show'rs, 
When mingling odors breathe around. 
And glory rests on all the ground. 
3 

For there the Lord commands 

Blessings, a boundless store. 

From his unsparing hands — 

Yea, life for evermore : 
Thrice happy they who meet above. 
To spend eternity in love ! 



571 



7.6. D. 



S. M. Waring. 



Behold how good and how pleasant it 
for brethren to dwell together in unity 



rs. cxxxiii. 

WHILE earth-born strifes are swell- 
How cheering to behold 
Peace, love, and concord dwelling 

In God's own gather'd fold ! 
Though climes or names may sever. 

Though wide the pasture spread. 
That flock is one, for ever, 

In its immortal Head. 
2 
What spicy odors, blended. 

O'er Aaron's locks were roll'd ! — 
O'er Aaron's robes descended, 

Down to the fringing gold ! 
But there are sweets more holy 

Than eastern groves may yield ; 
Or laden gales waft slowly 

From Sheba's fragrant field. 



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Social Meetings. 



Perfum'd vrith costlier treasure. 

Our Priest anointed prays : 
'Twas pour'd beyond all measure 

On Him of endless days : 
His people, too, shall share it ; 

For still it downward flows : 
His robe, whoe'er may wear it, 

Sheds sweetness as it goes. 



As blooms the lowly flower. 

On Hermon's mighty side ; 
And drinks the dew's soft shower. 

To distant plains denied — 
They bloom, a home possessing 

Where Zion's summits soar : 
For there — there rests the blessing- 

Ev'n life for evermore. 



572. 



11.11. 10.10. 10.10. 

FaoM THE Dutch. 

Christian Union. 

Ps. cxxxiii. 1, 

HOW sweet to see the joy-conferring union 
Of friends and brothers bound in fond communion .' 
Who not hy force of birth or blood alone. 
But by their mutual sympathies are known ; 
And ev'ry heart and ev'ry mind relies 
On the endearments of fraternal ties. 
2 
Oh ! blest abode, where love is ever vernal ; 
Where tranquil peace and concord are eternal ; 
Where none usurp or seek the highest claim, 
But each, in love, asserts the others' fame : 
Oh ! W'bat are all earth's joys, compar'd to thee — 
Lovely, fraternal unanimity ! 



573. 8^8. 8.8. 7.7. 7.7. 

Rev. T. Guinfield. 
What are meeti^igsj here, iut partings ? 

WHAT are meetine;s, here, but part- 
ings? 
What are ecstasies, but smartings? 
Unions what, but separations ? 
\> hat attachments, but vexations? 

Ev'ry smile but brings its tear. 

Love its ache, and hope its fear ; 

All that's sweet must bitter prove ; 

All we bold most dear — remove! 
2 
Foes may harm us ; but the dearest. 
Ever, here, are the severest : 
Sorrows wound us ; but we borrow 
From delight the keenest sorrow: 

'Tis to love our farewells owe 

All their emphasis of woe : 

Most it charms that most annoys ; 

Joys are griefs, and griefs are joys ! 



3 [ness, 

Heav'nward rise! — 'tis Heav'n, in kind- 
Mars our bliss, to heal our blindness j, 
Hope from vanity to sever ; 
Off'ring joys that bloom for ever, 

In that amaranthine clime, 

Far above the tears of time, 

Where nor fear nor hope intrude. 

Lost in pure beatitude ! 



574. 



6,5. 



Alabic a. Watis. 



When shall u-e meet again ? 

WHEN shall we meet again?— 
Meet ne'er to sever ? 
When will peace wreathe her chain 

Round us for ever ? 
Our hearts will ne'er repose 
Safe from each blast that blows 
In this dark vale of woes, — 
Never — no, never ! 



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But where no storms can chill, — 

Friends ne'er deceive us ; 
Where, with protracted thrill, 

Hope cannot grieve us : — 

There, with the pure in heart. 

Far from sin's venoni'd dai:t. 

There we may meet, to part 

Never — no, never .' 



575. 



T. G. 



TTie Christian Pilgrimage cheered by the 
Star of Hope. 

THO' trav'lling through a wilderness, 
Where duty's call divides us,— 
Though many a wintry storm distress, — 
The star of hope shall guide us. 
2 
And this shall cheer the lonely way, 

And gild the gloom of sorrow ; 
And, through the shades of parting day, 
Point to a brighter morrow. 
3 
Ev'n should this star be clouded here. 

And should we meet — ah! never. 
The transient joys of life to share,— 
'Twill not be dimm'd for ever, 
4 
No ! —we shall meet, though parted here. 

To part again — oh, never ! 
But, joyful, with our Saviour there 
To spend a long for ever ! 



■76. 



Newton. 



A Parting Hymn. 



AS the sun's enliv'ning eye 
Shines in ev'ry place the same. 
So the Lord is always nigh 
To the souls that love his name. 

2 
For a season call'd to part. 
Let us, then, ourselves commend 
To the gracious eye and heart 
Of our ever present Friend. 

3 
Jesns, hear our humble pray'r, 
Tender Shepherd of thy sheep ; 
Let thy mercy and thy care 
All our souls in safety keep. 
R 



In thy strength may we be strong ; 
Sweeten ev'ry cross and pain : 
Give us, if we live, ere long 
Here to meet in peace again. 



577. 



8.S. 8.4. 

The Fareivell. 

Acts XX. 25. 38. 

WHEN the sad, parting word we hear, 
That seems of past delights to tell. 
Who then, without a sacred tear. 

Can say Farewell 1 
2 
And are we ever doom'd to mourn 
That ev'n our joys may lead to pain ? 
Alas ! the rose without a thorn 

We seek in vain. 
3 
Yet hope may charm our grief away. 
And pour her animating strain. 
That friends belov'd — some future day 
Shall meet agSin. 
4 
While friendship weeps, her aid she lends 
The deep-inflicted wound to heal ; 
And calms the sorrow which attends 
The last farewell. 



578. 



Miss E. M. 



The Hope of Christian Friendship, in the 
Anticipation of Parting. 

WHY do we shed the silent tear. 
That kindred minds, no longer near. 
Perhaps no more shall mingle here 
Together? 
2 
Ere bow'd beneath affliction's rod, 
The peaceful paths of life we trod, ' 

And journey'd to the house of God 
Together. 
3 
No separate wish our thoughts employ'd, 
No separate care our bliss alloy'd. 
Ever we sorrow'd or eujoy'd 

Together. 



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Social Meetings. 



Let not that gentle heart repine. 

Inestimably dear to mine, 

Shoald heav'n no more oar lot a&sigp 

Together. 
5 
We have a fairer home on high, 
Where we shall dwell for ever nigh. 
And spend a blest eternity 

Together. 



579. 



T. Moore. 



Meeting of Christian Friends in Heaven. 

OH! 'tis sweet to think — hereafter. 
When the spirit leaves this sphere, 
Love, with deathless wings, shall waft her 
To those she long hath mourn'd for here. 

2 
Hearts from which 'twas death to sever. 

Eyes the world can ne'er restore. 
There, more warm, more bright than ever, 
Shall meet us, and be lost no more. 



580. 



112th. Miss Bowles. 



The Hope of Christian Friendship, in the 
Anticipation of Parting, 



'T' 



IS sweet to think — 'tis passing sweet. 
That friends, long-sever'd friends, 
shall meet ; 
That kindred souis, on earth disjoin'd. 
Shall meet from earthly dross refin'd. 
Their mortal cares and frailties o'er. 
And mingle hearts, to part no more. 

2 
Bat for this hope, this blessed stay. 
When earthly comforts fade away. 
Oh! who could view th' expiring e}'e. 
Nor wish with those they love to die 1 
Who could receive their parting breath. 
Nor long to follow them in death ? 

3 
But we have brighter hopes— we know 
How short this pilgrimage of woe : 
We know that our Redeemer lives ; 
We trust the promises he gives ; 
And part, in. hope to meet above. 
Where all is joy, and all is love. 



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581. 



C. M. 



BODEJV. 



For Societies for the Belief of the 

Distressed. 

/ob xxix. 13. Ps. xvi. 2, 3. cxvi. 12. 

BRIGHT Source of everlasting love ! 
To thee our souls we raise ; 
And to thy sov'reign bonntj- j-ear 
A monument of praise. 
2 
Thy mercy gilds the path of life 

With ev'ry cheering ray ; 
Kindly restrains the rising tear. 
Or wipes that tear away. 
3 
When, sunk in guilt, our souls approach'd 

The borders of despair ; 
Thy grace, through Jesus' blood, proclaim'd 
A free salvation near. 
4 
What shall we render, bounteous Lord, 

For thy benignity 1 
The goodness sinful worms can yield 
Exteadeth not to thee. 



To tents of woe, to beds of pain. 

Our cheerful feet repair ; 
And with the gifts thy hand bestows 

Relieve the mourner's there. 
6 
The widow's heart shall sing for joy ; 

The orphan shall be glad: 
And hnng'ring souls we'll gladly point 

To Christ, the living bread. 

Do J'. 8.8. 8.8. 10.10. 
Stockport Col. 
Charity. 
1 Cor. xiii. 

AWAKE the soft, harmonious lays I 
And let the sweetest songs aiise ! 
'Tis heav'n-born charity we praise. 
The source of all our earthly joys : 
Hail, charity I what heart but glows with 

thee— 
Bright emanation of the Deity ! 



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Compassion's voice salutes the ear, 
Hark ! how she pours tlie gentle sigh : 
How softly steals the lucid tear 
From sympathizing pity's eye ! 

Hail, charity ! what heart but glows with 
thee — 

Bright emanation of the Deity ! 
3 
To thee the widow's cheerful song, 
With joy, the grateful tribute pays : 
To thee the helpless orphan's tongue 
Aspires in artless notes of praise 

Hail, charity ! what heart but glows with 
thee— 

Bright emanation of the Deity! 



583, 



C. M. 



DODDRIDGK. 



The Good Samaritan. 
Luke X. 30—37. 

FATHER of mercies, send thy grace, 
AU-pow'rful, from above ; 
To form in our obedient souls 
The image of thy love. 
2 
Oh ! may our sympathizing breasts 

That gen'rous pleasure know. 
Kindly to share in others' joy. 
And weep for others' woe. 
3 
When the most helpless sons of grief 

In deep distress are laid ; 
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel. 
And swift our hands to aid. 



So Jesus look'd on dying man. 

When thron'd above the skies ; 
And, 'midst th^erabraces of his God, 

He felt compassion rise. 
5 
On wings of love the Saviour flew, 

To raise us from the ground ; 
And shed the richest of his blood, 

A balm for ev'ry wound. 



584. 



C. M. 



Doddridge. 



585. 



Relieving Christ in his Members^ 
Matt. XXV. 35—49. Ps. xvi. 2, 3. 

JESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace 
Thy bounties, how complete J 
How shall 1 count the matchless sum I 
How pay the mighty debt I 
2 
High on a throne of radiant light 

Dost thou exalted shine: 
What can my poverty bestow. 
When all the worlds are thine ! 
3 
But thou hast brethren here below, 

The partners of thy grace ; 
Whose humble names thou wilt confess 
Before thy Father's face. 
4 
In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed. 

And visited and cheer'd ; 
And in their accents of distress. 
My Saviour's voice is heard. 

Edmkston. 



Relieving Christ in his Members. 
Ps. xvi. 2, 3. Matt. xxv. 35—40. 

THE willovfr that droops by the side of the river, 
And drinks all its life from the stream that flows by, 
In return, spends that life in the cause of the giver, 
And shadows the stream from the heat of the sky, 
2 
My Saviour, my God, it is thou, — I adore thee ! — 

Yes, thou art this life-giving fountain to me : 
But I am all weakness — a suppliant before thee ; 
I caunoc return this protection to thee. 
3 
But ah J thou hast many a lov'd one, in sorrow. 

Who wanders along this bleak world all alone : 
For such, from the good thou hast sent, would I borrow; 
And this my Redeemer will graciously own. 



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586. 



CM. 



Doddridge. 



Providing a Heavenly Treasure. 
Luke xii. 33. 

THESE mortal joys, how soon they 
fade! 
How swiftly pass away ! 
The dying flow'r reclines its head, 
The beauty of a day. 
2 
But there are joys that cannot die. 

With God laid up in store ; 
Treasure, beyond the changing sky. 
Brighter than golden ore. 
3 
To that my rising soul aspires. 

Secure to find her rest ; 
And glories in such wide desires. 
Of all her wish possess'd. 
4 
The seeds, which piety and love 

Have scatter'd here below. 
In the fair, fertile fields above 
To ample harvests grow. 
5 
The mite my willing hands can give 

At Jesus' feet I lay ; 
Grace shall the humble gift receive. 
And heav'n at large repay. 



587. 



S. M. Montgomery. 



For Sunday Schools. 

WITHIN these walls be peace. 
Love through our borders found ; 
In all our little palaces 
Prosperity abound. 
2 
God scorns not humble things : 
Here, though the proud despise. 
The children of the King of kings 
Are training for the skies. 



588. 



C. M. Montgomery. 



VVere you not children once ? — Renew 

The time when young as we : 
Think of the friends that nourish'd you, 

And hearken to our plea. 
3 
Are there not feelings from above, 

In ev'i-y heart, that reign ? 
The pulse, the voice, the look of love : — 

Shall jiature plead in vain ? 
4 
Have you no dear ones round your hearth. 

As weak and young as we ? 
Think — if like ours had been their birth, 

Could you resist their plea 1 
5 
Have ypa not known a Saviour's grace. 

For man's redemption slain 1 
Behold that Saviour in our place: — 

Shall Jesus plead in vain ? 
6 
No ! — by his early griefs and tears. 

When poor and young as we, — 
By all his woes in after years. 

Accept your Saviour's plea. 



589. 



L. M. Hegixbothom. 



National Mercies. 
Ps. xxxiii. 12. cxliv. 15. 

THRICE happy nation ! where the Lord 
The banners of his love displays ; 
Reveals the secrets of his word. 
And gives the blessings of his grace. 

2 
Around our coasts, by thy command. 
The seas, a mighty bulwark, roar: 
Our mightier buhvark is thy hand; 
Thy hand defends our favor'd shore. 

3 
Still let the Lord on Britain smile. 
While we with grateful hearts adore ; 
Nor ever leave his chosen isle 
Till time and nature are no more. 



590. 



L. M. 



Watts. 



Appeal from Poor Children. 
« 

FRIENDS of the poor, the young, the 
weak. 
Regard our humble train ; 
Compassion at your hands we seek :— 
Shall children plead in vain ? 



National Thanksgiving, 
Numb, xxiii. 23. 2 Cor. i. 10. 

INFINITE God, thy counsels stand. 
Like mountains of eternal brass ; 
Pillars to prop our sinking land, 
Or guardian rocks to break the seae. 



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Part of thy church, by thy command, 
Stands rais'd upon the British isles ; 
" There," said the Lord, " to ages stand, 
Firm as the everlasting hills." 

3 
In vain the Spanish ocean roar'd; 
Its billows swell'd against our shore : 
Its billows sunk beneath thy word. 
With all the floating war they bore. 

4 
Beneath the senate and the throne. 
Engines of d<eadful thunder lay ; 
There, the dark deeds of fire were sown. 
To spring a bright, but dismal day. 

5 
Thy love beheld the black design. 
Thy love, that guards our island round ; 
Strange I how it quench'd the fiery mine, 
And crush'd the tempest underground. 

SECOND PART. 

6 

Assume, my tongue, a nobler strain, 
Sing the new wonders of the Lord ; 
The foes revive their pow'rs again; 
Again they die beneath his sword, 

7 
*' 'Tis done ! " they cried, and laugh'd aloud; 
The courts of darkness rang with joy j 
Th' old serpent hiisM, and hell grew proud. 
While Zion mourn'd her ruin uigh. 

8 , 
But lo ! the great Deliv'rer sails, 
Commission'd from Jehovah's hand! 
And smiling seas and wishing gales, 
Convey him to the longing land. 

9 
The hap^py day and happy year, 
Both, in our new salvation meet : 
The day that quench'd the burning snare, 
The year that burnt th' invading fleet. 

10 
Now did thine arm, O God of hosts ! 
Now did thine arm shine dazzling bright 
The sons of might their hands had lost, — 
The men of blood forgot to fight. 

11 
Brigades of angels lin'd the way, 
And guarded William to his throne; 
There, ye celestial warriors, stay. 
And make his palace like your own. 

12 
Then, mighty God, the earth shall know, 
And learn the worship of the sky : 
Angels and Britons join below 
To raise their hallelujahs high. 
R2 



Oyl. 8.7. 8.7. D. J.Crosse. 

National Thanksgiving and Prayer. 

1 Tim. ii. 1, 2, 

LORD of heav'n and earth and ocean, 
Hear us from thy bright abode. 
While our hearts, with deep devotion. 

Own their great and gracious God : 
Now, with joy we come before thee. 

Seek thy face — thy mercies sing : 
Lord of life and li ht and glory. 

Guard thy church, and guide our king. 
2 
Health and ev'ry needful blessing 

Are thy bounteous gifts alone ; 
Comforts undeserv'd possessing. 

Here we bend before thy throne : 
While the babe, the youth, the hoary. 

Their united tribute bring. 
Lord of lite and light and glory. 

Shield our isle, and save our king, 
3 
Thee, with humble adoration, 

Lord, we praise for mercies past; 
Still, to this most favor'd nation 

May those mercies ever last : 
Britons, then, through future story. 

Songs of ceaseless praise shall sing : 
Lord of life and light and glory. 

Bless thy people — bless our kipg. 



592. 



8.7. 8.7,4. 



Cooper. 



The Britannia safely brought to Port. 
Ps. cvii. 23—31. 

MANY storms our ship has weather'd. 
Many tempests shook her mast ; 
But the heav'nly hand that steers her. 
Brings her ^afe to port at last : 

Hallelujah.' 
2 
Tell the haughty foe that threatens, 
Britain's God still rules the seas ; 
He can raise the waves, or still them. 
Sink or save, whene'er he please : 
Hallelujah! 
3 
Oft has Britain bow'd before him, 

Mourn'd her crimes, and sought her Ged 
Oft the righteous pray'r has sav'd her; 
Often stay'd th' uplifted rod : 

Hallelujah ! 



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Now a£;ain we'll crowd his temple, 
Bow the knee before his throne ; 
Plead the mercy he has promis'd,— 
Plead the name by which he's known : 
Hallelujah ! 
5 
Britain's God ! ye shores resound it : 

Let the name be echo'd round : 
Shout it, ev'ry land and nation ! 
Fleets and armies, catch the sound! 
Hallelujah ! 



593, 



CM. 



Steele. 



Supplication in Time of Public Distress. 
Joel i. 14, 15. 

SEE, gracious God, before thy throne 
Thy mourning people bend 1 
'Tis on thy sov'reign grace alone 
Our humble hopes depend. 
2 
Tremendous judgments from thy hand 

Thy dreadful pow'r display : 
Yet mercy spares the guilty land, 
And still we live to pray. 
3 
Oh 1 turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, 

By thy resistless grace : 
Then shall our hearts obey thy word. 
And humbly seek thy face. 
4^ 
Then, should insulting foes invade, 

We shall not sink -in fear; 
Secure of never- failing aid. 
If God, our God, be neat. 

594. L. M. Stkele. 

Supplication in Time of War. 

Ps. xxviii. 9. 

LORD, how shall wretched sinners dare 
Look up to thy divine abode ; 
Or offer their imperfect pray'r 
Before a just and holy God ? 

2 
Bright terrors guard thine awful seat, 
And dazzling glories veil thy face ; 
Yet mercy calls us to thy feel : 
Thy throne is still a throne of grace. 

3 
Oh ! may our souls thy grace adore ; 
May Jesus plead onr humble claim, 
While thy protection v.e implore. 
In his prevailing, glorious name. 



With all the boasted pomp of war, 
In vain we dare the hostile field ; 
In vain, unless the Lord be there : 
Thine arm alone is Britain's shield. 

5 
Let past experience of thy care 
Support our hope, our trust invite : 
Again attend our humble pray'r ; 
Again be mercy thy delight. 

6 
Oh ! when shall time the period bring 
When raging war shall waste no more : 
When peace shall stretch her balmy wing 
From Europe's coast to India's shore ! 

r 

When shall the gospel's healing ray, — 
Kind source of amity divine, — 
Spread o'er the world celestial day? 
When shall the nations. Lord, be thine 1 



590. 



L. M. Steele. 

The Divine Sovereignty over the Wars 
and Tumults of Nations. 

Ps. xlvi. 9. Ixv. 7. cxivii. 14. 

GREAT Ruler of the earth and skies f 
A word of thine almighty breath 
Can sink the world, or bid it rise : 
Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. 

2 
When angry nations rush to arms. 
And rage, and noise, and tumult, reign. 
And war resounds its dire alarms. 
And slaughter dyes the hostile plain ! — 

3 
Thy sov'reign eye looks calmly down, 
And marks their coarse, and bounds their 

pow'r ; 
Thy law the angry nations own. 
And noise and war are heard no more. 

4 
Then peace returns with balmy wing; 
Sweet peace ! with her what blessings fled ! 
Glad plenty laughs, the valleys sing. 
Reviving commerce lifts her head. 

5 
Thou good and wise and righteous Lord! 
All move subservient to thy will ; 
And peace and war await thy word. 
And thy sublime decrees fulfil. 

6 
To thee we pay our grateful songs. 
Thy kind protection we implore : 
Oh ! may our hearts and lives and tongue* 
Confess thy goodness, and adore. 



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596. 



112th. Steele. 

Praise for the Return of Peace. 
Ps. xlvi. 9. cxlvii. 14. 

GREAT God, inspire our hearts and 
tongues 
Thy wondrous goodness to proclaim ; 
And bid our animating songs 
Glow with devotion's ardent flame: 
To thee let favor'd Britain raise 
Her sweetest notes of thankful praise. 

2 
Beneath the hostile, dreadful sword. 
Has many a mourning patriot bled ; 
And many a mourning heart deplor'd 
A friend — a son — a brother, dead : 
The sword is sheath'd — ye Britons, raise 
To God your grateful notes of praise. 



The horrors of the bloody field. 
Which sadden'd vict'ry's fairest plume, 
To scenes of pleasure now shall yield ; 
And peace her gentle reign resume : 
To God, ye favor'd Britons, raise 
Your sweetest notes of thankful praise. 

4 
Kind peace ! from thy propitious smiles 
What num'rous, various blessings flow^ ! 
Great God ! to thee these happy isles 
Unnumber'd obligations owe : 
The sword is sheach'd— ye Britons, raise 
To God your thankful notes of praise. 

5 
Crown, gracious God, thy gifts of peace 
With gifts yet nobler, more divine .' 
Oh, let thine all-prevailing grace 
Make Britain more entirely thine ! 
Then shall our happy nation raise 
Sublimer notes of thankful praise. 



DEATH. 



Various Views and Anticipations of Death. 



597. 



Cow PER. 



Death Forgotten. 

HE who sits from day to day 
Where the prison'd lark is hung. 
Heedless of his loudest lay, 
Scarcely knows that he has sung. 

2 
Daily visitations come, 
Publishing to all aloud, — 
Soon the grave must be your home. 
And your only suit a shroud. 

3 
But the monitory strain, 
Oft repeated in our ears. 
Seems to sound, alas! in vain, — 
Wins no notice, wakes no fears. 

4 
Pleasure's call attention wins, 
Hear it often as we may ; 
New as ever seem our sins. 
Though committed ev'ry day. 

5 
Death and judgment, heav'n and bell, 
These alone, so often heard. 
No more move us than the bell 
When some stranger 'n interr'd. 



o 

Oh! then, ere the turf or tomb 
Cover us from ev'ry eye. 
Spirit of instruction, come ; 
Make us learn that we must die. 



598. 



L. M. Heginbotuo«. 

It is high time to awake out of sleep. 

Rom. xiii. 11, 12. Matt. xxv. 1—13. 
1 Thes. v. 6. 

AWAKE, awake, my sluggish soul ; 
Awake, and view the setting sun; 

See how the shades of death advance, 
j Ere half the task of life is done. 
I 2 

[ Death ! 'tis an awful, solemn sound ; 
: Oh ! let it wake the slumb'ring ear ! 
: Apace the dreadful conqu'ror come;!. 

With all his pale companions near. 
! 3 

I Blest Jesus ! let this awful scene 
<■ Be ever present to my view : 
I Teach me to gird my loins about, 
I And trim my dying lamp anew. 
I ^ 4 

I Then, when the king of terror comes, 
i My soul will hail the happy day : 
• Then, come, my Saviour, from above, 
, Nor let thy chariot wheels delay. 



DEATH. 



Various Views and Anticipations of Death, 



599. 



CM. 



Watts, 



Death and Eternity : 
A Meditation in a Burial-ground. 

Job xiv. 10. 

MY thoughts, that often mount the 
skies. 
Go, search the world beneath ; 
Where nature all in ruin lies. 
And owns her sov'reign — death. 
2 
The tyrant, how he triumphs here ! 

His trophies spread around ! 
And heaps of dust and bones appear 
Through all the hollow ground. 
3 
Those skulls, what ghastly figures now I 

How loathsome to the eyes ! 
There are the heads we lately knew. 
So beauteous and so wise. 
4 
Bat where the souls, those deathless things 

That left their dying clay 1 
My thoughts, now stretch out all your wings. 
And trace eternity. 
5 
Oh, that unfathomable sea ! 

Those deeps without a shore I 
Where living waters gently play. 
Or fi'ry billows roar. 
6 
And must we leave the banks of life, 

And try this doubtful sea ? 
Vain are our groans and dying sti-ife 
To gain a moment's stay. 
7 
There we shall swim in heav'nly bliss. 

Or sink in flaming waves ; 
While the pale carcase, thoughtless, lies 
Among the silent graves. 
8 
•* Prepare me. Lord, for thy right hand ; 

Then, come the joyful day : 
Come death, and some celestial band, 
And bear my soul away." 

600 C. M. H. K. White. 

The great Journey. 
Job xvi. 22. 

THROUGH sorrow's night and danger's 
path, 
Amid the deep'ning gloom, 



We soldiers of the King of kings 

Are marching to the tomb. 
2 
There, when the cares of life are o'er. 

And all our pow'rs decay. 
Our cold remains, in solitude, 

Shall sleep the years away. 
3 
Our labors done, securely laid 

In this our last retreat ; 
Unheeded, o'er our silent dust 

The storms of life shall beat. 
4 
Yet not thus lifeless, in the grave, 

The vital spark shall lie ; 
For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise, 

To seek its kindred sky. 
5 
These ashes too, this little dust. 

Our Father's care shall keep. 
Till the last trumpet sound, and break 

The long and dreary sleep. 
6 
Then, love's soft dew o'er ev'ry eye 

Shall shed its mildest rays ; > 
And the long-silent dust shall burst 

With shouts of endless praise. 



601. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



Sin the Sting of Death. 
1 Cor. XV. 56. 

DEATH! 'tis a name with terror 
fraught; 
It rends the guilty heart. 
When conscience wakes remorseful thought 
With agonizing smart. 
2 
'Tis guilt alone provokes the frown 

Which all the soul alarms ;— 
Gives terror to the monarch's crown. 
And conquest to his arms. 
3 
Dear Saviour ! thy victorious love 

Can all his force control ; 
Can bid the pangs of guilt remove. 
And cheer the trembling soul. 
4 
Victorious love ! thy wondrous pow'r 

From sin and death can raise ; 

Can gild the dark, departing hour, 

And tune its groans to praise. 



DEATH. 



Various Views and Anticipations oj' Death. 



Then shall the joyful spirit soar. 

To life beyond the sky , 
Where gloomy death can frown no more. 

Where guilt and terror die. 



602, 



CM. Susannah Harrison. 



Faith the Antidote of Death. 
Phil. i. 23. 2 Tim. i. 12. 

HOW glorious is the gift of faith. 
That cheers the darksome tomb ; 
Aud through the damp and noisome grave 
Can shed a rich perfume ! 
2 
Precious the faith that lifts the soul 

Above desponding fear ; 
Joyful, in hope of heav'n her home, 
And longing to be there ! 



603, 



L. M. 



Dale. 



Hope in Death, through the Revelation 
of the Gospel. 

1 Thes. iv. 13, 14. 2 Tim. i. 10. 

SAGES of old bewail'd their birth ; 
And, shudd'ring, trac'd their future 
doom : 
For all vi^as wretchedness on earth. 
And doubt and dread beyond the tomb : 

2 
Did woe their "life of life" consume. 
Their melanchoUy strains express 
No hope — but in eternal gloom, — 
No rest — except in nothingness. 

3 
Not thus, when death itself appears. 
The Christian dreads the stern decree: 
Hope soars above this vale of tears. 
And brightens in eternity. 



604. 



BOWRING. 



The righteous hath hope in his death. 
Prov. xiv. 32. 

WHAT, though o'er my mortal tomb 
Clouds and mists be blending 1 
Sweetest hopes shall chase the gloom — 
Hopes to heav'n ascending. 
2 
These shall be my stay, my trust, 

Ever bright and vernal : 
Life shall blossom from the dust — 
Life and joy eternal. 



605. 



CM. 



Steele. 



Desiring an Interest in the Saviour, in 
the Anticipation of Death, 

WHEN death appears before ray sight 
In all his dire array. 
Unequal to the dreadful fight. 
My courage faints away. 
2 
How shall I meet this potent foe. 
Whose frown my soul alarms 1 
Dark horror sits upon his brow, 
And vict'ry waits his arms. 
3 
Oh, for the eye of faith divine. 
To pierce beyond the grave ! 
To see that Friend, and call him mine. 
Whose arm is strong to save. 



606. 



C M. 



Beddome, 



Prayer in the Prospect of Death. 
Numb, xxiii. 10. 

IF I must die, oh ! let me die, 
Trusting in Jesus' blood ; 
That blood which cancels all our guilt, 
And reconciles to God. 
2 
If I must die, then let me die 
In peace with all mankind ; 
And change these fleeting joys below 
For pleasures more refin'd. 
3 
If I must die, — and die I must, — 

Let some kind seraph come. 
And bear me on his friendly wing 
To my celestial home. 
4 
Of Canaan's land, from Pisgah's top. 

May I but have a view ; 
Though Jordan should o'erflow its banks, 
I'll boldly venture through. 



607. 



C M. 



COLLYER. 



Surely the bitterness of death is past. 
1 Sam. XV. 32. 

WHEN bending o'er the brink of life. 
My trembling soul shall stand ; 
Waiting to pass death's awful flood. 
Great God, at thy command ;— 



DEATH. 



Various Views and Anticipations of Death. 



When laden wilh the weight of years 

This broken body lies ; 
When weeping friends surround my bed. 

And close my sightless eyes : — 
3 
When ev'ry long-Iov'd scene of life 

Stands ready to depart ; 
When the last sigh that shakes the frame 

Shall rend this bursting heart : — 
4 
Great Source of life and joy supreme. 

Whose arm alone can save, 
Dispel the darkness that surrounds 

The entrance to the grave ! 
5 
Lay thy supporting, gentle hand 

Beneath my sinking head ; 
And let a beam of love divine 

Illume my dying bed. 
6 
Leaning on thy dear, faithful breast. 

May I resign my breath ; 
And in thy soft embraces lose 

" The bitterness of death." 



608. 



S. M. 



Doddridge. 



Support in Death. 
Ps. xxiii. 4. 

BEHOLD the gloomy vale. 
Which thou, ray soul, must tread. 
Beset with terrors fierce and pale. 
That leads thee to the dead. 

2 
Ye pleasing scenes, adieu ! 
Which I so long have known : 
My friends, a long farewell to you ; 
For I must pass alone. 

3 
And thou, beloved clay, 
Long partner of my cares, 
In this rough path art torn away. 
With agony and tears. 

4 
But see, a ray of light, 
With splendors all divine, [night, 

Breaks through these doleful realms of 
And makes its horrors shine. 

5 
Where death in darkness reigns, 
Jehovah is my stay ; 
His rod my trembling feet sustains. 
His staff defends my way. 



Kind Shepherd, lead me ofn ; 
My soul disdains to fear : 
Death's gloomy phantoms all are flown, 
Since life's great Lord is near. 

O09' L. M. Watts. 

Death a Blessing to the Saints. 

1 Cor. iii. 22. Phil. i. 21. Rev. xiv. 13. 

HOW flesh and nature dread to die ! 
What tim'rous thoughts onr minds 
enslave ! 
But grace can raise our hopes on high. 
And calm the terrors of the grave. 

2 
What ! shall we run to gain the crown, 
Yet grieve to think the goal so near 1 
Afraid to have our labors done, 
And finish this important war? 

3 
Do we not dwell in clouds below. 
And little know the God we love ? 
Why should we love this twilight so, 
When 'tis all noon in worlds above T 

4 
There shall we see him face to face ; 
There shall we know the Great Unknown ; 
And Jesus, with his glorious grace. 
Shine in full light amidst the throne. 

5 
'Tis best — 'tis infinitely best. 
To go where tempters cannot come ; 
Where saints and angels, ever blest. 
Dwell and enjoy their heav'nly home. 

6 
Oh ! for a visit from my God, 
To drive ray fears of death away ; 
And help me through the darksome road. 
To realms of everlasting day. 



610, 



L. M. BOWRING. 

To die is gain. 
Phil. i. 21. 

TO die in faith, is to begin 
A life releas'd from care and sin : 
'Tis the first step to bliss— a bliss 
Unthought of in a world like this. 

2 
To die in hope, is to receive 
The brightest prize that heav'n can give : 
To enter on a scene of joy. 
Time cannot damp, nor death destroy. 



DEATH. 



Various Views and A nticipations of Death, 



611, 



148th. 



Evan. Mas. 



T7iou shalt sleep with thy fathers. 
Deut. xxxi. 16. 

COME, death, releas'd from dread. 
Thy form would I survey ; 
And learn to sing of Him 
Who took thy sting away : 
Cheerful, I'll close my dying eyes, 
And sleep till Jesas bid me rise. 
2 
'Twas Jesus, Prince of life, 
Enter'd thy dark domains ; 
He slept in thine embrace, 
And broke thine iron chains : 
Cheerful, I'll close my dying eyes, 
And sleep till Jesus bid me rise. 
3 
Though rough the path appears. 
And toils the day employ; 
The ev'aing shades draw on. 
The time of rest is nigh : 
Cheerful, I'll close my dying eyes. 
And sleep till Jesus bid me rise. 
4 ' 
This garment of the flesh 
My soul shall soon lay down ; 
And wing her joyful way. 
To bow before the throne : 
Cheerful, I'll close my dying eyes, 
And sleep till Jesus bid me rise. 



612. 



L. M. 



Heginbothom. 



Thou king of dread ! my faith and hope 
Above thine utmost malice soar : 
O death ! where is thy mighty sting?— 
Nor boast, O grave, thy vict'ry more. 

5 
Thanks to thy name, thou God of love! 
To thee eternal thanks I give ; 
I'll still pursue the glorious theme 
Long as a deathless soul can live. 

6 
Oh ! could I join those shining hosts. 
And strike those golden harps above ! — 
But I can never, never sing 
In strains proportion'd to thy love I 



The Chrintian's Triumph over Death. 
1 Cor. XV. 57. 

JESUS, I love thy charming name, 
Thy praise shall still employ my 
tongue ; 
For ever will I make thy love 
The pleasing burthen of my song. 

2 
When in the shades of gloomy night, 
Oppress'd with dark despair, I lay ; 
Thy grace upheld my fainting heart, 
And chas'd my dismal fears away. 

3 
Cheer'd with thy light, the gloomy vale 
Loses its horror and its gloom : 
Thy grace can make ev'n death to smile, 
And spread a glory round my tomb. 



613, 



L. M. 



Barbauld. 



The different Aspects of Death, under 
varied Circumstances. 

WHEN life as op'ning buds is sweet. 
And golden hopes the fancy greet. 
And youth prepares its joys to meet, — 
Alas ! how 7iard it is to die ! 

2 
When we obtain some valued prize, 
And duties press, and tender ties 
Forbid the soul from earth to rise, — 
How painful then it is to die ! 

3 
When, one by one, those ties are torn, 
And friend from friend is snatch'd forlorn , 
And man is left alone to mourn, — 
Ah ! then, we often wish to die! 

4 
When faith is firm, and conscience clear. 
And words of peace the spirit cheer. 
And hope's bright scenes of heav'n appear — 
'Tis joy, 'tis triumph then, to die ! 



614. 



112th. Mrs. C. B.Wilson. 



The Death-bed of a despairing Sinner. 
Job xvii. 15. xxvii. 20. Prov. xi. 7. 

THIS is the hour when nature owns 
The last destroyer's sov'reign sway; 
When, amid low, convulsive groans. 
The spirit leaves its house of clay; 
When, from the lips, by anguish worn. 
The mingled cup of life is torn ! 



DEATH. 



Various Views and Anticipations of Death. 



This is the honr when nature lies 
Pow'rless beneath the grasp of death ; 
When all man's proudest energies 
Wax fainter than an infant's breath ; 
And bursting hearts are stifling, therej 
The grief the dying may not share ! 

3 
Yon chamber — mark its darken'd shade — 
That scarcely shows a gleam of day ; 
There, — on his couch of torture laid, 
The sinner breathes his life away ; 
And mute attendtants linger near. 
The death-sigh of his heart to hear ! 

4 
The pillow by affection's hand 
Has oft been smooth'd — but smooth'd in 

vain; 
And all that fortune can command 
May try to lull the sense of pain ; 
But in his soul reigns dark despair, — 
No seraph-voice speaks comfort there ! 

5 
Though love approach with gentlest mein, 
Once more, its soothing balm to shed; — 
Though friendship's purest form is seen 
Beside the dying sinner's bed ; — 
Yet, void of heav'n's sustaining arm, 
Love cannot soothe, nor friendship charm .' 

6 
" Ob, for one precious hour ! " — he cries, 
" But one brief hour of all I've lost, — 
To fit my spirit for the skies, 
Before the fatal gulf is cross'd,— 
Grant me, oh ! grant one hour," he cries, — 
His first— last pray'r— the spirit flies ! 



615, 



CM. 



Watts. 



The Presence of God worth dying for; or, 
the Death of Moses. 



Deut. xxxii. 49, 50. xxxiv. 5. 

1 Cor. iii. 22. Phil. i. 21. 



LORD, 'tis an infinite delight 
To see thy lovely face ; 
To dwell whole ages in thy sight. 
And feel thy vital rays. 
2 
This Gabriel knows, and sings thy name 

With rapture on his tongue ; 

Moses the saint enjoys the same. 

And heav'n repeats the song. 



'1 



Thy love — a sea without a shore, 

Spreads life and joy abroad : 
Oh ! 'tis a heav'n worth dying for. 

To see a smiling God ! 
4 
Show me thy face, and I'll away 

From all inferior things ; 
Speak, Lord, and here I quit my clay. 

And stretch my airy wings, 
5 
Sweet was the journey to the sky 

The wondrous prophet tried ! [die ; " 

" Climb up the mount," says God, " and 

The prophet climb'd— and died. 
6 
Softly his fainting head he lay 

Upon his Maker's breast ; 
His Maker kiss'd his soul away, 

And laid his flesh to rest. 



616. 



L. M. 



Barbauld. 



The 'peaceful Death of the Righteous. 

Ps. xxxvii. 37. 

[die, 

SWEET is the scene when "Christians" 
When holy souls retire to rest ; 
How mildly beams the closing eye! 
How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 

2 
So fades a summer cloud away ; 
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; 
So gently shuts the eye of day ; 
So dies a wave along the shore. 

3 
Triumphant, smiles the victor's brow, 
Fann'd by some guardian angel's wing: 
O grave ! where is thy vict'ry now? 
And where, insidious death! thy sting? 



617. 



7.7. 7.5. 



BOWRING. 



Mark the perfect man, and behold the up- 
right ; for the end of that man is peace. 

Ps. xxxvii. 37. 

MARK the righteous man, and see. 
Peace and joy his steps attend ; 
All his path is purity- 
Happy is his end. 
2 
Come, and see his dying bed ; 
Peacefully his moments roll : 
Angels hover round his h'ead; 
Heav'n receives his soul. 



DEATH. 



Furious Views and Anticipations of Death. 



Come, and view his mortal grave ; 
Silence and repose are there : 
Never more shall sorrow's wave 
Wreck the slumberer. ' 

Olo. CM. Watts. 

The Welcome Messenger. 

Geu. xlix. 33. Ps. xxxvii. 37. 

LORD ! when we see a saint of thine 
Lie, gasping out his breath, 
With longing eyes, and looks divine. 
Smiling and pieas'd in death ; 
2 
How we could ev'n contend to lay 

Our limbs upon that bed ; 
And ask thine envoy- to convey 
Our spirits in his stead ! 
3 
Our souls are rising on the wing. 

To venture in his place ; 
For when grim death has lost his sting, 
He has an angel's face. 
4 
Jesus! then purge my crimes away ; 

'Tis guilt creates my fears ! 
'Tis guilt gives death its fierce array. 
And all the arn.3 it bears. 
5 
Oh ! if my tlireat'ning sins were gone. 

And death had lost his sting; 
I could invite the angel on. 
And chide his lazy wing. 
6 
Away, these interposing days. 

And let the lovers meet ; 
The angel has a cold embrace. 
But kind, and soft, and sweet. 
7 
I'd leap at once my sev'nty years ; 

I'd rush into his arms ; 
And lose my breath, and all my cares. 
Amid those heav'nly charms. 



619. 



7s. 



TOPLADY. 



D 



A Dying Believer to his Soul. 

1 Cor. XV. 57. 

EATHLESS principle, arise! 
Soar, thou native of the skies !- 
S 



Pearl of price, by Jesus bought. 
To Jiis glorious likeness wrought. 

2 
Burst thy shackles — drop thy clay. 
Sweetly breathe thyself away : 
Singing, to thy crown remove ; 
Swift of wing, and fir'd with love! 

3 
Shudder not to pass the stream ; 
Venture all thy care on Him ; 
Him — whose dying love and pow'r 
Still'd its tossing, hush'd its roar. 

4 
See the haven full in view! 
Love divine shall bear thee through ; 
Weigh thine anchor, spread thy sail; 
Trust to that propitious gale ! 



620. 



CONBER. 



Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord, 



Rev. xiv. 13. 



CHRIST watches o'er the embers 
Of all his faithful dead ; 
There's life for all the members 

In him, the living Head : 
Their dust he weighs and measures; 
Their ev'ry atom treasures. 

2 
He, once a victor bleeding, 

Slew death, destroy'd the grave ; 
Now thron'd, yet interceding. 

He lives, thy soul to save : 
He comes, O day of wonder 1 
The graves are rent asunder. 

3 
But oh, that vast transition ! 

How shall a creature dare 
Gaze on the awful vision, 

To find a Saviour there ? 
They whom he deigns to cherish 
Shall never, never perish. 

4 
Their Saviour shall receive them, 

From sin and death releas'd ; 
He shall, himself, present them 

Before the Father, dress'd 
In robes of spotless whiteness, 
All beauty, joy, and brightness. 



DEATH. 



Funeral Occasions. 



OZ i . 10s. ROBY. 

The Peaceful Death of a Christian. 



Ps. sxxvii. 37. 



622. 



HARK ! on that sigh a soul has ris'n to rest : 
Sweet was the smile that bade it burst to life 
A heav'n-born beam illum'd the dying breast. 
And gently still'd its last, convulsive strife. 

2 
Attend, ye sons of wealth, and pomp, and pow'r ; 
Gaze on that form, and mark its heav'nly mien : 
Your gayest looks, in pleasure's brightest hour. 
Ne'er %vore one feature of that bliss serene. 

3 
Death came not clad in form of fear, or pain. 
But gently rose, his mission to fulfil. 
Soft as the shadow stealing o'er the plain, — 
Soft as the night-breeze dying on the hill I 

4 
Calm was the setting of that summer snn ; 
And round its throne still glory bursts on high : 
Though veil'd awhile, its race is not yet run, — 
It decks another, and a brighter skj\ 



I 



L. M. 



Watts. 



Farewell to a Departed Believer. 



FAREWELL, bright soul! a short 
farewell. 
Till we shall meet again above, 
In the sweet groves where pleasures dwell. 
And trees of life bear fruits of love. 



There, glory sits on ev'ry face ; 
There, friendship smiles in ev'ry eye ; 
There, shall our tongues relate the grace 
That led us homeward to the sky. 

3 
O'er all the names of Christ our King 
Shall our harmonious voices rove ; 
Our harps shall sound from ev'ry string 
The wonders of his bleeding love. 

4 

Come, sov'reign Lord, dear Saviour ! come ; 
Remove these separating days ; 
Send thy bright wheels to fetch us home,— 
That golden hour, how long it stays ! 



623. 



112th. De. Hpie. 

It is well. 
2 Kings iv. 26. 

OYE, who, with the silent tear 
And sadden'd step, assemble here, 
To bear these cold, these lov'd remains, 
Where dark and cheerless silence reigns ; 
Your sorrows hush, your griefs dispel. 
The Saviour lives, — and " all is well!" 

2 
Those eyes, indeed, are rayless now ; 
And pale that cheek, and chill that brow 
Yet could that lifeless form declare 
The joys its soul is call'd to share, 
How would those lips rejoice to tell, 
The Saviour lives — and " all is well ! " 



624. 



CM. 



Steele. 



On the Death of Friends. 

[boruf 

WHILE to the grave our friends ar 
Around their cold remains 
How all the tender passions mourn. 
And each fond heart complains ! 



DEATH. 



Funeral Occasions. 



Bat down to earth, alas! in vain 

We bend our weeping eyes; 
Ah ! let us leave these seats of pain, 

And upward learn to rise. 
3 
Hope smiles amid the deepest gloom, 

And beams a healing ray ; 
And guides us from the darksome tomb 

To realms of endless day. 
4 
Jesus, who left his blest abode, 

(Amazing grace!) to die, 
Mark'd, when he rose, the shining road 

To his own courts on high. 
5 
When hope to those bright courts ascends, 

The tears forget to flow ; 
Hope views our absent, happy friends. 

And calms the swelling woe. 
6 
Then let our hearts repine no more, 

That earthly comfort dies; 
But lasting happiness explore, 

And ask it from the skies. 



625, 



8s. 



Anon. 



Funeral Hymn, for a Child. 
Matt. xix. 14. Mark x. 14. Luke xviii. 16. 

COME, children, and look at the grave 
Where, low, your companion is laid ; 
And learn, that time's next rolling wave 
May number us too with the dead. 

2 
In the morning of life we may die ; 
And we too may shortly be borne — 
To the place where forgotten all lie, 
From whence we can never return. 

3 
Is there nothing to comfort us then, 
'Mid prospects so gloomy and drear? 
Oh, yes! — the kind Saviour of men 
In love and in pity draws neai'. 

4 
" Behold ! little children," he cries, 
*' I come, dying sinners to save ; 
To wipe ev'ry tear from their eyes. 
And ransom their dust from the grave. 

5 
There's room in the arms of my love 
For all that are weary of sin ; 
There's room in the mansions above 
F or all that love me to come in." 



Then let us to Jesus repair. 
That friend who is mighty to save 
Our souls from the gulph of despair. 
And ransom our dust from the grave. 



6-26. 



C. M. Steele. 

He Cometh forth like a flower, and is cut 



Job xiv. 2. 1. Ps. xc. 5, 6. ciii. 15, 16. 
Is. xl. 6—8. Jam. iv. 14. 1 Pet. i. 24. 

LIFE is a span, a fleeting hour ; — 
How soon the vapor flies ! 
Man is a tender, transient flow'r. 
That ev'n in blooming dies. 
2 
Death spreads like winter's frozen arms, 

And beauty smiles no more : 
Ah! where are now those rising charms 
Which pleas'd our eyes before 1 
3 
The once lov'd form, now cold and dead. 

Each mournful thought employs ; 
And nature weeps her comforts tied. 
And wither'd all her joys. 
4 
But wait the interposing gloom. 

Behold ! stern winter flies ! 
And drest in beauty's fairest bloom 
The flow'ry tribes arise. 
5 
Hope looks beyond the bounds of time ; 

When what we now deplore 
Shall rise in full, immortal prime. 
And bloom to fade no more. 
6 
Cease then, fond nature, cease thy tears,- 

Religion points on high ; 
There, everlasting spring appears. 
And joys that cannot die. 



627. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



On the Death of a Young Person. 

WHEN blooming youth is snatch'd 
away 
By death's resistless hand. 
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay. 
Which pity must demand. 
2 
While pity prompts the rising sigh. 

Oh ! may this truth, imprest 
With awful pow'r, — I too must die!— 
Sink deep in ev'ry breast. 



DEATH. 



Funeral Occasions. 



Let this vain world allure no more ; 

Behold the gaping tomb ! 
It bids us seize the present hour, — 

To-morrow, death may come. 
4 
The voice of this alarming scene 

May ev'ry heart obey ; 
Nor be the heav'nly warning vain. 

Which calls to watch and pray. 



Oh ! let us fly— to Jesus fly, 

Whose pow'rful arm can save ; 
Then shall our hopes ascend on high. 

And triumph o'er the grave. 
6 
Great God, thy sov'reign grace impart, 

With cleansing, healing pow'r ; 
This only can prepare the heart 

For death's surprising hour. 



628. 



New 50th. 



Edmeston. 



On the Death of a Pious Child. 



FULL many a flow'r is scatter'd by the breeze. 
And many a blossom shaken from the trees. 
And many a morning-beam in tempests flies. 
And many a dew-drop shines awhile and dies ; 
But oft'ner, far, the dream that fancy weave?. 
Of future joy and happiness, deceives. 

2 
Oh, see how scon the flow'rs of life decay ! 
How soon terrestrial pleasures pass away ! 
Yet mourn not, as of hope bereft, its doom ; 
Nor water with thy tears its early tomb : 
This star of comfort, for a moment giv'n, 
Just rose on earth, then set, to rise in heav'ii. 

3 
On seraph-wings the new-born spirit flies 
To brighter regions, and serener skies : 
No ill can reach it now — it rests above. 
Safe in the bosom of celestial love; 
Beyond the reach of grief, or care, or pain ; 
Where perfect joy and deathless pleasures reign. 



629. 



112th. 



Knox. 



Lover and friend hast thou put far from 
me, and mine acquaintance into darkness. 

Ps. Ixxxviii. 18. 

MY joys are fled — the transientdream, 
That chain'd my heart to scenes 
below, 
Is darken'd, like the ev'ning beam. 
And leaves me in a night of woe. 
To look, and long, and sigh — in vain. 
To meet my much-lov'd friends again. 



While here, like Gilead's drops of balm, 
They heal'd the sorrows of my breast; 
But earth has now no pow'r to calm 
My spirit in forgetful rest — 
Till I shall stretch me, side by side. 
With those that lov'd me — and have died. 



They died ! — and, through a world of gloom. 
Of with'ring grief, and chilling fear, 
I journey onward to the tomb, 
With scarce a wish to linger here ; 
But, with a prospect to rejoin 
I The friends belov'd, that once vrere mine 



DEATH. 



Funeral Occasions. 



630. 



CM. 



Doddridge. 



£e still, and know that I am God. 
Ps. xlvi. 10. 

PEACE I 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand 
That blasts our joys in death ; 
Changes the visage once so dear, 
And gathers back the breath. 
2 
'Tis he, the Potentate supreme 

Of all the worlds above, 
Whose steady counsels wisely rule; 
Nor from their purpose move. 
3 
'Tis he, whose justice might demand 

Our souls a sacrifice ; 
Yet scatters, with unwearied hand, 
A thousand rich supplies. 
4 
Fair garlands of immortal bliss, 

He weaves for ev'ry brow; 
And shall rebellious passions rise, 
When he corrects us now ? 
5 
Silent, we own Jehovah's name ; 

We kiss the scourging hand ; 
And yield our comforts and our life 
To thy supreme command. 



631 



CM. 



Watts, 



Death of Kindred Improved. 

MUST friends and kindred droop and 
die? 
Must helpers be withdrawn ? 
While sorrow, with a weeping eye, 
Counts up her comforts — gone 1 
2 
Be thou our comfort, mighty God! 

Our helper and our friend ; 
Nor leave us, in this dang'rous road. 
Till all our trials end. 
3 
Oh, may our feet pursue the way 

Our pious fathers led I 
While love and holy zeal obey 
The counsels of the dead. 
4 
Let us be wean'd from all below; 

Let hope our grief dispel : 
Death will invite our souls to go 
Where our best kindred dwell. 
S 2 



6S'2.. 



C. M. 



DODDRIDGB. 



Comfort under the Loss of Ministers. 
Josh. i. 2. 5. 

NOW let our mourning hearts revive 
And all our tears be dry ; [grief^ 
Why should those eyes be drown'd in 
Which view a Saviour nigh? 
2 
What, though the arm of conq'ring death 

Ev'n God's own house invade ? 
What, though the prophet and the priest 
Be number'd with the dead ? 
3 
Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, — 

The aged and the young, — 
The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, 
And mute th' instructive tongue ; — 
4 
Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives, 

New comfort to impart ; 
His eye still guides us, and his voice 
Still animates our heart. 
5 
" Lo ! I am with yon," saith the Lord, 

" V'our safeguard and your guide; 
Your Saviour still — and happy they 
Who in my love confide ! " 
6 
Through ev'ry scene of life and death. 

This promise is our trust ; 
And this shall be our children's song. 
When v/e are cold in dust. 



633. 



CM. 



Dale. 



Let me die the death of the righteous, and 
let m.y last end be like his. 

Numb, xxiii. 10. 

DEAR as thou wert, and justly dear, 
I would not weep for thee; 
One thought shall check the stat ting tear, — 
It is — that thou art free. 
2 
And thus shall faith's consoling pow'r 

The tears of love restrain ; 
Oh ! who that saw thy parting ho«r' 
Could wish thee here again ! 
3 
Gently the passing spisit fled, 
Sustain'd by grace divine : 
Oh ! may such grace on me be shed. 
And make my end like thine. 



DEATH. 



Funeral Occasions. 



634, 



8.8.4. 8.8.6. BOWRING. 



Whosoever livetJi and believeth in me, 
shall never die. 



John xi. 26. 



T' 



[shroud 



Has curtain'd from our mortal eye ; 
They are not gone : 
Down to their bed of rest they bow'd — 
It was their portal to the sky — 
The pathway to their throne. 
2 
They cannot die — " whose spirits here 
Were one with Christ, their living Head ;' 

They cannot die : 
Though th'fe time-wasted sepulchre, 
In which their vestiges are laid. 
Crumbled in dust may lie. 
3 
They are not dead — whose ashes fill 
That melancholy house of clay : 

They are not dead : 
They live in brigljter glory still. 
Than ever cheer'd their earthly way, 
Full beaming round their head. 



635. 



7. 8. 7. 



COLLYBR. 



The Happiness of Departed Saints, the 
Consolation of Survivors. 

Rev. xxi. 3, 4. 23. 25. 

CEASE, ye mourners, cease to languish 
O'er the grave of those you love ; 
Pain, and death, and night, and anguish. 
Enter not the world above. 
2 
While our silent steps are straying. 

Lonely, through night's deep'ning shade. 
Glory's brightest beams are playing 
Round the happy Christian's head. 
3 
Light and peace at once deriving 

From the hand of God most high. 
In his glorious presence living. 
They shall never — never die ! 
4 
Endless pleasure, pain excluding. 

Sickness, there, no more can come ; 
There, no fear of woe, intruding. 

Sheds o'er heav'n a moment's gloom. 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



Time and Eternity. 



636. 



Burton. 



The Flight of Time, and the Brevity of 
Life. 

Job vii. 6. ix. 25, 26. Ps. cii. II. 
cxliv. 4. 

TIME is winging us away 
To onr eternal home ; 
Life is but a winter's day — 

A journey to the tomb : 
Youth and vigor soon will flee. 
Blooming beauty lose its charms; 
All that's mortal soon shall be 
Enclos'd in death's cold arms. 
2 
Time is winging us ajvay 

To our eternal home ; 

life is but a winter's day~>- 

A journey to the tomb : 



But the Christian shall enjoy 
Health and beauty, soon, above ; 
Far beyond the world's alloy. 
Secure in Jesus' love. 



637. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



Tlie Shortness of Time, and the Frailtp 
of Man. 

Ps. xxxix. 

ALMIGHTY Maker of my frame. 
Teach me the measure of my days.' 
Teach me to know how frail I am, — 
To spend the remnant to thy praise. 

2 
My days are shorter than a span ; 
A little point my life appears : 
How frail, at best, is dying man ! 
How vain are all his hopes and fear»l 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 

Time and Eternity. 



Vain his ambition, noise, and show ! 
Vain are the cares which rack his mind ! 
He heaps up treasures, mix'd with woe. 
And dies, and leaves tliem all behind. 

4 
Oh, be a nobler portion mine ! 
My God ! I bow before thy throne : 
Earth's fleeting treasures I resign. 
And fix my hope on thee alone. 



638. 



8.7. 8.7. 7.7. 



Kelly. 



Oh ! what is life ?— 'Tis like the bow 

That glistens in the sky : 
We love to see its colors glow — 

But while we look they die : 
Life fails as soon : lo-day 'tis here — 
To-morrow it may disappear. 

3 
Lord, what is life ? — If spent with thee, 
I In humble praise and pray'r. 

How long or short our life may be, 
I We feel no anxious care : 
j Though life depart, our joys shall last 
When life and all its joys are past. 



What is your life ? It is even a vapor, 
that appeareth for a little time, and then 
vanisheth away. 

Jam. iv. 14. Ps. cxliv. 4. 

WHAT is life? 'tis but a vapor; 
Soon it vanishes away : 

Life is but a dying taper : 
O my soul, why wish to stay ? 
Why not stretch thy wings, and fly 
Straight to yonder world of joy ! 
2 

See that glory! — how resplendent! 
Brighter far than fancy paints : 

There, in majesty transcendent, 
Jesus reigns, the King of saints: 
Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly 
Straight to yonder world of joy. 
3 

Joyful crowds, his throne surrounding, 
Sing with rapture of his love : 

While his glorious praise, resounding. 
Fills the blissful courts above : 
Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly 
Straight to yonder world of joy. 

Ojy. 8.6.8.6.8.8. Jane Taylor. 

What is your life ? 

Jam. iv. 14. Is. xl. 6—8. 



OH! what is life?— 'Tis like a flow'r 
That blossoms — and is gone : 
It flourishes its little hour. 

With all its beauty on : — 
Death comes— and, like a wintry day. 
It cuts the lovely flow'r away. 



640. 



6. 4. 6. 4. 



Mrs. Fry. 



The Swiftness of Time, and the Trials of 
Life, terminate in the Christian's Joy. 

2 Cor. iv. 17. 

WHAT though the moments fly ! 
Mourn not their speed ; 
Sweet shall thy portion be 
Whither tli«y lead. 
-2 
Though sorrow count the hours, 

Hoping the last. 
Let not thy spirits faint 
Ere they be past. 
3 
Smile when the moments fly — 

Sinile when they stay — 
Life's longest, shortest night 
Closes in day. 

U^i. S. M. DODDRIDCE, 

Boast not thyself of to-morrow. 
Prov. xxvii. 1. Jam. iv. 13 — 16. 

TO-MORRO W, Lord, is thine, 
Lodg'd in thy sov'reign hand ; 
And if its sun arise and shine, 
It shines by thy command. 

2 
The present moment flies. 
And bears our life away: 
Oh! make thy servants truly wise. 
That they may live to-day. 

3 
Since on this fleeting hour 
Eternity is hung, 
Waken, by thine almighty pow'r, 
The aged J^nd the young. 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE, 



Time and Eternity. 



One thing demands our care ; 

Oh, be it still pursued ! 
Lest, slighted once, the season fair 

Should never be renew'd. 
5 

To Jesus may we fly. 

Swift as the morning light ; 
Lest life's young, golden beams should die 

In sudden, endless night. 



642. 



8.7. 8.7. 



Take no thought for the morrow. 
f Matt. vi. 34. 

CARE no longer for the morrow ; 
Ask not what it will bestow : 
Haply it conceals a sorrow 
Better we should never know. 
2 
But should unexpected pleasure 

From succeeding moments rise. 
Doubly sweet would be the treasure — 
Doubly welcome the surprise. 



643. 



S. M. 



Doddridge. 



Give glory to the Lord your God, "before 
he cause darkness. 



3 ex. ■KTii. 16. John ix. 4. xii. 35. 

THE swift, declining day. 
How fast its moments fly ! 
While ev'ning's broad and gloomy shade 
Gains on the western sky. 

2 
Ye mortals, mark its pace, 
And use the hours of light ; 
For know, its Maker can command 
An instantaneous night. 

3 
His word blots out the sun, 
In its meridian blaze ; 
And cuts from smiling, vig'rous youth 
The remnant of its days., 

4 
Give glory to the Lord, 
Who rules the whirling sphere ; 
Submissive, at his footstool bow, 
And seek salvation Jhere. 



Then shall new lustre break 
Through all the horrid gloom ; 
And lead you to unchanging light. 
In your celestial home. 



644. 



8.8. 8. 



9.0. MiSSTtJCK. 



TTiis is not your rest. 
Mic. ii. 10. 



THE soul, immortal and sublime. 
Was never form'd to rest on earth; 
No — it shall spurn the wrecks of time. 
Exulting in its loftier birth : 
Rejoicing in a nobler union. 
Where spirits hold sublime communion. 
2 
This world, in all its glories drest, — 
Its riches, honors, pow'r, and fame. 
With all it reckons dear and blest, — 
Must vanish as a baseless dream ; 
Fleeting as those bright hues, adorning 
The eailiest visits of the morning. 
3 
How beautiful the vernal day ! 
Its mingling tints and fiow'rets bloom : 
How dear is autumn's chasten'd ray! 
How peaceful ev'ning's sweet perfume ! 
But while we fondly stay, admiring. 
The transient beauties are expiring! 
4 
Friendship with kindred souls how dear! 
The kindling interchange of mind, — 
Affection's precious smile, or tear, — 
And sympathy, for ever kind : 
Death shows his soul-appalling token — 
Life's sweetest charm at once is broken ! 
5 
Who has not felt the restless glow — 
The wish — the feeling nndetin'd — 
For something still — unknown below, 
To satisfy th' immortal mind ? 
To more enduring joys aspiring, — 
A brighter, "better world desiring?" 
6 
The soul, immortal and sublime. 
Was never form'd to rest on earth ; 
No — it shall spurn the wrecks of time. 
Exulting in its heav'nly birth : 
Rejoicing in a nobler union, 
Where spirits hold sublime communion. 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



Time and Eternity. 



645. 



L. M. 



BOWRING. 



The Present and the Future Compared. 

WHILE days and weeks pass gently 
by, 
How little do we deem that these 
Are germs of immortality — 
The buds of mightiest destinies ! 

2 
Time's visions are but treachery. 
Soon wreck'd on dark oblivion's wave ; 
Its paths, however bright they be. 
Lead tu one common spot— the grave. 

3 
A higher destiny is mine. 
And brighter hopes, and holier cares ;— 
Thoughts, stretching on to joys divine : 
Hours, pregnant with eternal years ! 

4 
My thoughts ascend above the earth, 
And seek their primal, high abode, — 
The country of their heav'nly birth— 
The glorious paradise of God ! 



647. 



646. 



C. M. 



Steele. 



The Vanities of Time, compared with 
unseen Realities. 

2 Cor. iv. 13. 

HOW long shall earth's alluring toys 
Detain our hearts and eyes ; 
Regardless of immortal joys. 
And strangers to the skies ? 
2 
These transient scenes will soon decay ; 

They fade upon the sight ; 
And quickly will their brightest day 
Be lost in endless night. 
3 
Their brightest day, alas, how vain! 

With conscious sighs we own ; 
While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain, 
O'ershade the smiling noon. 
4 
Oh ! could our thoughts and wishes fly- 
Above these gloomy shades. 
To those resplendent worlds on high 
Which sorrow ne'er invades I — 
5 
There, joys unseen by mortal eyes, 

Or reason's feeble ray. 
In ever-blooming prospect rise. 
Unconscious of decay. 



From the Spanish : translated by 

BOWRING. 

The things which are seen are temporal, 
but the things which are not se-en are 
eternal. 

2 Cor. iv. 18. 

THE glorious things of heav'nly birth 
Unchang'd, eternal, shall remain ; 
While the most steadfast things of earth 
Are all unstable — trembling— vain : — 
The sport of mutability. 
The things of earth, though fair they be. 
Will fade and perish speedily. 

2 
The things we see above are bright. 
Unfading, pure, and beautiful ; 
While all below is dark as night, — 
Unintellectual, selfish, dull : 
I know not what the senses see 
To wean us from eternity. 
To scenes that fade so speedily. 

3 
The spirit has its native seat 
In the celestial heights above ; 
Earth is its prison — its retreat, — 
Where, lost in mists, 'tis doom'd to rove : 
Feeble and dim, arul tremblingly, 
Man wanders on, perplex'd to be 
'Mid things of earth, that fade and flee. 

4 
The things of earth are like a river,— 
A summer river, swiftly dry ; 
The things above endure for ever, — 
Their ocean is immensity : 
There, streams of joy, which ne'er shall be 
Exhausted, roll eternally ; 
And thither let our spirits flee. 



648. 



5 7s. 



BowaiNG. 



The Aspect of Immortality to the 
Christian. 

Rom. ii. 7, 

"W^ OUND us, o'er us, is there aught 
Jt\ Which can fill our highest thought? 
Aught which may deserve to be 
With our noblest aims inwrought? 
Yes! 'tis Immortality! 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



Time and Eternity. 



Is there, when around the soul 
All the waves of trouble roll, — 
Is there aught, whose energy 
Can that rolling tide control ? 
Yes ! 'tis Immortality ! 

3 

Whither may the soul repair. 
When the blast of worldly care 



649. 



Snaps the flow'r, and blights the tree? 
Where is comfort ? — tell me where, 
But in Immortality ! 
4 
Immortality shall cheer 
All my path, however drear ; 
Still its holy light shall be 
Sunshine, blessed sunshine, here : 
Welcome, Immortality ! 



12.11. 12.11, 

To-morrow. 



Parken. 



HOW sweet to the heart is the thought of to-morrow. 
When hope's lively pictures bright glories display! 
How sweet, when we can from futurity borrow 
A balm for the griefs that affiict us to-day. 
2 
When six days of labor, each other succeeding. 
With hurry and toil have my spirit oppress'd ; 
What pleasure to think, as the last is receding. 
To-morrow will be a sweet sabbath of rest • 
3 
And when the vain shadows of time are retiring, — 
When life is fast fleeting, and death is in sight, — 
The Christian, believing, exulting, expiring. 
Beholds a to-morrow of endless delight. 



650, 



7.8. 7.6. Edmeston. 



The Prospect of a Happy Eternity, a 
Balm for the Sorrows of Time. 

2 Cor. iv. 17, 18. 

WHEN all that most we cherish'd 
Of earthly joys is gone ; 
When all we lov'd has perish'd. 
And we are left forlorn : — 
2 
If still the heart is clinging 

To flow'rs that bloom below, — 
That languish in their springing. 
And wither ere they blow : — 
3 
What disappointments cover 

The path-way that we tread ! 
Dark clouds around it hover, 
And all its sun has fled, 
4 
But if eternal gladness 

To faith's keen eye appear. 
That beam dispels our sadness, — 
That prospect calms our fear. 



651. 



?.7. 8.7. D. CONDEE. 



Anticipation of the Future State. 



OH, the hour when this material 
Shall have vanish'd like a cload ! 
When, amid the wide ethereal. 
All th' invisible shall crowd ; 
And the naked soul, surrounded 

With realities unknown, 
Triumph in the view unbounded, — 
Feel herself with God, alone. 

2 

In that sudden, strange transition. 

By what new, and finer sense 
Shall she giisp the mighty vision. 

And receive its influence ! 
Angels guard the new immortaJ, 

Through the wonder-teeming space. 
To the everlasting portal,— 

To the spirit's resting place. 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



Time and Eternity. 



Will she, there, no fond emotion. 
Nought of earthly love retain 1 
Or, absorb'd in pure devotion. 

Will no mortal trace remain ? 
Can the grave those ties dissever 

With the very heart-strings twin'd ? 
Must she part, and part for ever. 
With the friends she leaves behind ? 
4 
No ! the past she still remembers : 

Faith and hope, surviving, too. 
Ever watch those sleeping embers. 
Which must rise and live anew • 
*or the widow'd, lonely spirit 

(Incomplete till cloth'd afresh,) 
Longs perfection to inherit,^ 
Longs to triumph in the flesh. 
5 
Angels, let the ransom'd stranger 

In your tender care be blest ; 
Hoping, trusting, free from danger, 

Till the trumpet end her rest • 
Till thft trump which shakes creation 

Through the circling heav'ns shall roil : 
iill the day of consummation. 
Till the bridal of the soul. 

6 

Can I trust a fellow-being. 

Can I trust an angel's care ? 
thou merciful All-seeing ! 

Beam around my spirit there. 
Jesus, blessed Mediator, 

Thou the airy path hast trod : 
Thou, the Judge, the Consumrnator, 

Shepherd of the fold of God! 



Blessed fold! no foe can enter. 

And no friend departeth thence • 
Jesus is their Sun, their Centre ' 

And their shield-Omnipotence. 
Blessed !-for the Lamb shall feed them 

All their tears shall wipe away • 
To the living fountains lead them,' 

Till fruition's perfect day. 
8 
Lo ! it comes-that day of wonder ■ 

Louder chorals shake the skies- ' 
Hades' gates are burst asunder • 

See the new-cloth'd myriads rise ! 
Thought, repress thy weak endeavor; 

Here, must reason prostrate fall • 
Oh! th' ineffable For Ever,— 

And the eternal All in all? 



652 

Now, ', 



S.r. 8.7. B. Babton. 
■ee through a glass, darhly. 
1 Cor. xiii. 12. 

NOW, we see, beyond the portal 
Of the grave's brief resting place. 
Glimpses of those joys immortal 
Which await the heirs of grace. 
3 
Now, we feel, at times, in sorrow, 

Hopes whereon the heart can stay,— 
Preludes of a brighter morrow. 
Which shall chase our griefs away. 
3 
Oh! if such the hopes attendant 

While by faith we darkly see,— 
How unspeakably transcendent 
Must the full fruition be ! 



The Resurrection and Judgment. 



653. 



C. M. Watts. 

A Prospect of the Resurrection. 
1 Thes. iv. 16, 17. 

LO! I behold the scattcr'd shades; 
The dawn of heav'n appears ; 
fhe sweet, immortal morning spreads 
Its blushes round the spheres. 



I see the Lord of glory come. 

And flaming guards around ; 
The skies divide to make him room; 

The trumpet shakes the ground. 
3 
I hear the voice—" Ye dead arise ! ' 

And lo! the graves obey; 
And waking saints with j jyful eyes 

Salute th' expected da.v. 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 

The Resurrection and Judgment. 



They leave the dust, and on the Aviug 

Rise to the midway air, — 
In shining garments meet their King, 

And low adore him there. 
5 
Oh ! may our bumble spii-its stand 

Among them, cloth'd in white ! 
The meanest place at bis right hand 

Is infinite delight. 
6 
How will our joy and wonder rise, 

When oar victorious King 
Shall hear us homeward through the skies, 

On love's triumphant wing ! 



654. 



S.7. 8. 



4.7. 



The Day of Judgment. 
Rev. i. 7. 

LO ! he comes, with clouds descending, 
Once for favor'd sinners slain! 
Twice ten thousand saints attending. 
Swell the triumph of his train : 

Hallelujah! 
Boundless glory to the Lamh ! 
2 
Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, — 

Heav'n and earth — shall flee away ; 

All who hate him, must, confounded, 

Hear the trump proclaim the day : 

" Come I© judgment ! 
Come to judgment ! come away ! " 



Now, redemption, long-expected. 
See in solemn pomp appear ! 

All his saints, by man rejected, 
Now, shall meet him in the air ! 

Hallelujah! 
See the Sou of God appear ! 



Qdd, 



L. M. 



DODDKIDGE. 



656. 



12s. 



TTie Day of Judgment. 
2 Pet. iii. 10—12. 

MY waken'd soul, extend thy wings 
Beyond the verge of mortal things ; 
See this vain world in smoke decay. 
And rocks and mountains melt away ! 

2 
Behold the fiery deluge roll, 
Thro' heav'n'swide arch, from pole to pole : 
Pale sun, no more thy lustre boast ; 
Tremble and fall, ye starry host! 

3 
This WTcck of nature all around, — 
The angel's shout, the trumpet's sound, — 
All, the descending Judge proclaim. 
And echo his tremendous name. 

4 
Children of Adam! all appear 
With rev'rence round his awful bar; 
For, as his lips pronounce, ye go — 
To endless bliss, or endless woe ! 

5 
Lord, to my wond'ring eyes display 
The pomp of that tremendous day; 
And let thy grace my soul prepare 
To meet its full redemption there. 

Knox. 



Tlie Day of Judgment. 
2 Pet. iii. 10— 12. Rev. i.7. 

LO ! a fire of destruction shall compass the earth, 
From the east to the west, from the south to the north ; 
And to ashes the labors of man shall be turn'd, 
And the beauties of nature be blasted aud burn'd. 

2 
And the heav'ns and their glories shall all pass away. 
Like the morn-dews that shine on the green, leafy spray ; 
And a trump shall be blown— and the dead shall awake 
From their long, silent sleep, that no morning could break. 

3 
And the Judge shall descend, on his chariot— the cloud ; 
And the awe shall be deep, and the wail shall be loud ; 
And, with justice, the race of mankind shall be giv'a 
To the terrors of hell, or the glories of heav'n. 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



The Resurrection and Judgment. 



657 



S. M. Doddridge. 

The Day of Judgment. 
1 Thes. iv. 16. 

AND will the Judge descend 1 
And must the dead arise 1 
And not a single soul escape 
His all-discerning eyes 1 

2 
How will my heart endure 
The terrors of that day, 
When earth and heav'n before his face, 
Astonish'd, shrink away? 

3 
But ere that trumpet shakes 
The mansions-of the dead ; 
Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound 
What joyful tidings spread! 

4 
Ye sinners, seek his grace. 
Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
Flee to the shelter of his cross. 
And find salvation there. 



658, 



1.7. 4.7. 



8.7. 

Come, ye blessed of my Fatlier. 
Matt. XXV. 31—34. 1 Thes. iv. 16, 17. 

LO ! he cometh, countless trumpets 
Blow to raise the sleeping dead ; 
'Midst ten thousand saints and angels 
See their great, exalted Head : 

Hallelujah! 
Welcome, welcome. Son of God. 
2 
Full of joyful expectation, 

Saints behold the Judge appear; 
Truth and justice go before him, — 
Now the joyful sentence hear : 

Hallelujah ! 
Welcome, welcome. Judge divine. 



" Come, ye blessed of my Father, 

Enter into life and joy ; 
Banish all your fears and sorrows ; 

Endless praise be your employ : " 
Hallelujah ! 

Welcome, welcome to the skies ! 



659. 



L. M. 

Come, Lord Jesus. 
Rev. xxii. 20. 



Watts. 



chains ! 
all your 



YE heav'uly gates, loose 
Let the eternal pillars bow! 
Blest Saviour, cleave the starry plains. 
And make the crystal mountains flow. 

2 
Put thy bright robes of triumph on ; 
And bless our eyes, and bless our ears, — 
Thou absent Love, thou dear Unknown, 
Thou Fairest of ten thousand fairs. 

3 
Oh ! may our spirits shake their wings. 
Eager to meet thy flying throne ; 
Oh ! may we rise from mortal things, 
T' attend thy shining chariot down : 

4 
Serenely may our eyes survey 
The blazing earth, and melting hills ; 
And smile to see the lightnings play, 
And flash along before thy wheels ! 

5 
Oh ! for a shout of violent joys. 
To join tlic trumpet's thund'ring sound,T— 
When the last herald shakes the skies. 
Awakes the graves, and tears the ground ! 

6 
Ye slumb'ring saints, a heav'n ly host 
Stands waiting at your gaping tombs; 
Let ev'ry particle of dust 
Leap into life, for Jesus comes ! 



Heaven. 



660. 



Col. 



CM. 

Heaven. 
12, Rev. XV. 3. 



Browne. 



T 



HERE is a land of living joy. 
Beyond tlie utmost skies ; 
T 



Where scenes of bliss, without alloy, 
In boundless prospects rise. 
2 

High seated on a blazing throne 
Th' eternal God appears ; 

Puts all his smiling glories on. 
And awes, at once, and cheers. 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



Heaven. 



At his right hand, the slaughter'd Lamb 

Assumes his royal seat ; 
Adoring angels round him stand, 

His ministers of state. 
4 
Each breast with strong devotion glows ; 

Love ev'ry heart inspires ; 
Whilst God's own Spirit gently blows. 

And fans the holy fires. 
5 
In strains celestial, ev'ry tongue 

Shall God's high praise proclaim ; 
And all in concert join the song 

Of Moses and the Lamb. 



661 



L. M. Miss Tuck. 

Heaven. 
Col. 1. 12. 

THERE is a regioii, lovelier far 
Than sages tell, or poets sing ; 
Brighter than summer's beauties are. 
And softer than the tints of spring. 

2 
It is not fann'd by summer's gale; 
'Tis not refresh'd by veinal show'rs ; 
It never needs the moon-beam, pale, — 
For there are known no ev'ning hours. 

3 
No — for this world is ever bright 
With a pure radiance all its own : 
The streams of uncreated light 
Flow round it, from th' eternal throne. 

4 
It is all holy and serene. 
The land of glory and repose : 
No cloud obscures the radiant scene — 
There, not a tear of sorrow flows. 

5 
In vain the philosophic eye 
May seek to view the fair abode. 
Or find it, in the ciutain'd sky : 
It is — Thb dwelling-place of Gou! 



66'i. 



CM. 



Steeli 



The Promised Land. 
Is. xxxiii. 17. 

FAR from these narrow scenes of night; 
Unbounded glories rise ; 
And realms of infinite delight. 
Unknown to mortal eyes. 



2 



Fair, distant land ! could mortal eyes 

But half its charms explore. 
How would onr spirits long to rise. 

And dwell on earth no more ! 
3 
There, pain and sickness never come ; 

And grief no more complains : 
Health triumphs in immortal bloom, 

And endless pleasure reigns ! 
4 
There, rich varieties of joy 

For ever feast the mind ; 
Pleasures which fill, but never cloy. 

Immortal and refin'd. 
5 
No factious strife, no envy, there. 

The sons of peace molest ; 
But harmony and love sincere 

Fill ev'ry happy breast. 
6 
No cloud those blissful regions know. 

For ever bright and fair ! 
For sin, the source of mortal woe. 

Can never enter there. 
7 
There, no alternate night is known. 

Nor naoon's faint, sickly ray : 
But glory from the sacred throne 

Spreads everlasting day. 
8 
Oh ! may the heav'nly prospect fire 

Our hearts with ardent love. 
Till wings of faith and strong desire 

Bear ev'ry thought above. 



663. 



C. M. S. Stennext. 



The Promised Land, 
Lev, XX. 24. Is. xxxiii. 17. 

ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land. 
Where my possessions lie. 
2 
Oh ! the transporting; rapt'rons scene. 

That rises to my sight ! 
Sweet fields array'd in living green. 
And rivers of delight ! 
3 
There, gen'rous fruits, that never fail. 

On trees immortal grow : 
There, rocks and hills and brooks and vales 
With milk and honey tiow. 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



Heaven. 



O'er all those wide-extended plains 

Shines one eternal day ; 
There, God the Sun for ever reigns, 

And scatters night away. 
5 
No chilling winds — no pois'nous breath. 

Can reach that healthful shore ; 
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. 

Are felt and fear'd no more. 
6 
When shall I reach that happy place, 

And he for ever blest 1 
When shall I see my Father's face, 

And in his bosom rest 1 
7 
Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul 

Would here no longer stay ; 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 

Fearless, I'd launch away. 



664. 



L. M. 



Dr. Ryland. 



Paradise. 
Rev. ii. 7. 

FAIR are the flow'rs, and fair the trees. 
And sweet the groves of paradise ; 
And rills of love unceasing flow. 
To water all the garden through. 

2 
There is no thorn, no briar seen, 
But all is beautiful and green : 
No barren spot, no stony ground 
In all that garden can be found. 

3 
Jesus, the Sun of Righteousness, 
Shines on it with his cheering rays ; 
And vivifies the lovely flow'rs 
With dews of grace and heav'nly show'rs. 



665. 



L. M. From H. K. White. 



TTie InJieritance of the Saints, in Light. 
Col. i. 12. 

HAIL, heav'nly scenes of endless 
peace I 
Where all the storms of passion cease ; 
Life's suff' rings and its struggles o'er. 
The wearied spirit weeps no more : 



But wears th' eternal smile of joy. 
Attaining bliss without alloy ! 
Welcome ! thrice welcome ! happy bow'rs. 
Where no distressing tempest lours : 

3 
Where the pure, azure heav'us display 
The everlasting beams of day ; 
Where the transporting seraph choirs 
Pour their sweet strains from golden lyres : 

4 
Where the calm spirit sinks to ease, 
Lull'd by angelic symphonies ! 
Oh ! then to think of meeting there 
The friends whose graves receiv'd our tear ! 

5 
The child long lost, the friend bereav'd. 
Back to our sorrowing hearts receiv'd, 
Shall meet in bliss, with Christ to reign, 
Never to grieve nor part again. 



mQ. 



S. 6. S. 8. 6. 
The Heavenly Rest. 
Heb, iv. 9. 

THERE is an hour of peaceful rest. 
To mourning wand'rers giv'n ; 
There is a joy for souls distress'd, 
A balm for ev'ry wounded breast — 
'Tis found above — in heav'n. 
2 
There is a soft, a downy bed, 
'Tis fair as breath of ev'n ; 
A couch for weary mortals spread. 
Where they may rest the aching head, 
And find repose, in heav'n ! 
3 
There is a home for weary souls. 

By sin and sorrow driv'n ; 
When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals. 
Where storms arise, and ocean rolls. 
And all is drear but heav'n ! 
4 
There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye 

To brighter prospects, giv'n ; 
And views the tempest passing by. 
The ev'ning shadows quickly fly. 
And all serene in heav'n I 
.'> 
There, fragrant flow'rs, immortal, bloom, 

And joys supreme are giv'n : 
There, rays divine disperse the gloom : — 
Beyond the confines of the tomb. 
Appears the dawn of heav'n 1 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



Heaven. 



667. 



L. M. 



Steele. 



Tfie Glorious Presence of Christ in 
Heaven. 

John xvii. 24. 

OH! for a sweet, inspiring ray, 
To animate our feeble strains. 
From tlie bright realms of endless day, — 
The blissful realms where Jesus reigns ! 

2 
There, low before his glorious throne. 
Adoring saints and angels fall ; 
And with delightful worship own 
His smile their bliss, their heav'n, their all. 

3 
Immortal glories crown his head. 
While tuneful hallelujahs rise; 
And love and joy and triumph spread 
Through all th' assemblies of the skies. 

4 
He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 
To boundless rapture, while they gaze : 
Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues 
Resound his everlasting praise. 

5 
There, all the fav'rites of the Lamb 
Shall join, at last, the heav'nly choir : 
Oh, may the joy-inspiring theme 
Awake our faith and warm desire ! 

6 
Dear Saviour, let thy Spirit seal 
Our int'rest in that blissful place ; 
Till death remove this mortal veil. 
And we behold thy lovely face. 



668. 



CM. 



Steele. 



The Joys of Heaven. 



COME, Lord, and warm each languid 
heart; 
Inspire each lifeless tongue : 
And let the joys of heav'n impart 
Their influence to our song. 
2 
Then, to the shining seats of bliss 

The wings of faith shall soar; 
And all the charms of paradise 

Our raptur'd thoughts explore. y 

3 
Pleasures unsullied flourish there. 

Beyond tlie reach of time : 
Not blooming Eden smil'd so fair 
In all her flow'ry prime. 



Sorrow and pain, and ev'ry care. 

And discord, there, shall cease ; 
And perfect joy, and love sincere, 

Adorn the realms of peace. 
5 
The soul, from sin for ever free. 

Shall mourn its pow'r no more .' 
But, cloth'd in spotless parity, 

Redeeming love adore. 
6 
There, on a throne, (how dazzling bright I) 

Th' exalted Saviour shines ; 
And beams ineffable delight 

On all the heav'nly minds. 
7 
There, shall the foU'wers of the Lamb 

Join in immortal songs ; 
And endless honors to his name 

Employ their tuneful tongues. 
8 
Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love ; 

Our feeble notes inspire ; 
Till, in thy blissful courts above. 

We join th' angelic choir. 



md. 



Raffles. 



The Glory of Heaven, and the Happiness 
of Glorijied Saints. 

Rev. vii. 15—17. xxi. 4. 16—21. 

HIGH in yonder realms of light. 
Far above these lower skies. 
Fair and exquisitely bright 
Heav'n's unfading mansions rise : 
Glad, within these blest abodes. 
Dwell the raptur'd saints above. 
Where no anxious care corrodes, 
Happy in Immanuel's love 1 

2 
Once, the big, unbidden tear. 
Stealing down the furrow'd cheek. 
Told, in eloquence sincere. 
Tales of woe they could not speak : 
But, these days of weeping o'er, 
Pass'd this scene of toil and pain. 
They shall feel distress no more. 
Never — never weep again ! 

3 
'Mid the chorus of the skies, 
'Mid th' angelic lyres above. 
Hark ! — their songs melodious rise, — 
Songs of praise to Jesus' love I 



THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



Heaven. 



Happy spirits !~ye are fled — 
Ev'ry sorrow left behind ; 
LuU'd to rest the aching head, 
Sooth'd the anguish of the mind ! 

4 
All is tranquil and serene. 
Calm and undisturb'd repose : 
There, no cloud can intervene ; 
There, no angry tempest blows ! 
Ev'ry tear is wip'd away ; 
Sighs no more shall heave the breast : 
Night is lost in endless day- 
Sorrow, in eternal rest ! 



670. 



C. M. 



Watts. 



The Song of Angels, 

EARTH has engross'd my love too long ; 
'Tis time to raise my eyes 
Upward, dear Father, to thy throne. 
And to my native skies. 
2 
There, the blest man, my Saviour, sits, — 

The God, how bright he shines 1 
And scatters infinite delights 
O'er all the happy minds. 
3 
Seraphs with elevated strains 

Circle the throne around ; 
And move and charm the starry plains 
With an immortal sound. 
4 
Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs, — 

Jesus, my love, they sing ! 
Jesus, the name of both our joys, 
Sounds sweet from ev'ry string. 
5 
Hark ! how, beyond the narrow bounds 

Of earth and time, they run ; 
And speak in most majestic sounds 
The Godhead of the Son. 
6 
And now they sink the lofty tone. 

And gentler notes they play; 
And bring th' Eternal Godhead down 
To dwell in humble clay. 
7 
Oh, sacred beauties of the man ! 

(The God resides within !) 
His flesh all pure, without a stain — 
■His soul without a sin, 
T2 



Then, how he look'd, and how he smil'd I 

What wondrous things he said ! 
Sweet cherubs, stay, — dwell here awhile, 

And tell what Jesus did. 
9 
At his command the blind awake. 

And feel the gladsome rays ; 
He bids the dumb attempt to speab — 

They try their tongues in praise. 
10 
He sheds a thousand blessings round. 

Where'er he turns his eye : 
He speaks, — and at the sov'reign sound 

The hellish legions fly. 
11 
While thus with unambiticus strife 

Th' ethereal minstrels rove 
Through all the labors of his life, 

And wonders of his love, — 
12 
In the full choir a broken string 

Groans with a strange surprise; 
The rest in silence mourn their King, 

That loves, and bleeds, and dies ! 
13 
Seraph and saint, with drooping wings, 

Cease their harmonious breath ; 
No blooming trees, nor bubbling springs, 

While Jesus sleeps in death. 
14 
Then, all at once, to living strains 

They summon ev'ry chord ; 
Break up the tonib, and .burst his chains. 

And show their rising Lord. 
15 
Around, the flaming army throngs. 

To guard him to the skies ; 
With loud hosannas on their tongues. 

And triumph in their eyes. 
16 
In awful state the conqu'ring God 

Ascends his shining throne ; 
While tuneful angels sound abroad 

The vict'ries he has won. 
17 
Now let me rise, and join their song. 

And be an angel too ; 
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, 

Here's joyful work for you. 
18 
I would begin the music here. 

And so my soul should rise : 
Oh ! for some heav'nly notes, to bear 

My spirit to the skies 1 



VARIETIES. 



672, 



Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 



671. 



H. Rogers. 

27ie last Plague of Egypt. 

Ex. xii. 29, 30. 

drills inidnight — 'tis midnight o'er Egypt's dark sky, 

A And in whirlwind and storm the Sirocco sweeps by : 
All arid and hot is its death-breathing blast, — 
Each sleeper breathes thick, and each bosom beats fast, 

2 
And the young mother wakes and arouses from rest. 
And presses more closely her babe to her breast ; 
But the heart that she presses is death-like and still, 
Aad the lips that she kisses are breathless and chill. 

3 
And the young brother clings to the elder in fear, 
As the gust falls so dirge-like and sad on his ear ; 
But that brother returns not the trembling embrace : 
He speaks not — he breathes not — death lies in his place. 

4 
And the first-born of Egypt are dying around ; 
'Tis a sigh — 'tis a moan — and then slumber more sound : 
They but wake from their sleep, and their spirits have fled- 
They but wake into life, to repose with the dead. 

5 
And there, lay the infant still smiling in death. 
That scarce heav'd its breast as it yielded its breath ; 
And there lay the boy, y'et in youth's budding bloom. 
With the calmness of sleep — but the hue of the tomb ! 

6 
And there, fell the youth in the pride of his prime. 
Iff the morning of life — in the spring-tide of crime : 
And unnerv'd is that arm, and fast clos'd is that eye. 
And cold is that bosom which once beat so high. 

7 
And the fond mother's hope, and the fond father's trust. 
And the widow's sole stay, are returning to dust : 
Egypt has not a place where there is not one dead. 
From the proud monarch's palace to penury's shed. 

8 
And the hearths of that country are desolate now, 
And the crown of her glory is struck from her brow : 
But while proud Egypt trembles, all Israel is free — 
Unfelter'd — unbound as the wave of the sea. 



3.8. 8.6. 8.6. 8.4. 
Montgomery. 
Manifestations of the Divine Benignity. 
Ex. xvii. 6. xxxiv. 6. 1 John iv. 8. 16. 

I SEEK the valley :— all alone 
I seem in this sequester'd place : 



Not so ; I meet unseen, yet known, 

My Maker face to face ; 
My heart perceives his presence nigh. 

And hears his voice proclaim — 
Wliile, bright, his gloiy passes by — 
His noblest name. 



VARIETIES. 



Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 



Love is that name,— for God is love! 
Here, where, unbuilt by mortal hands — 
Mountains below, and heav'n above — 

His awful temple stands, 
I worship :— " Lord ! though I am dust 

And ashes in thy sight. 
Be thoa my stiength; in thee I trust; 
Be thou ray light." 

3 

Hither, of old, th' Almighty came ; 
Clouds were his car, his steeds the wind ; 
Before him went devouring flame. 

And thunder loU'd behind : 
At his approach the mountains reel'd. 

Like vessels, to and fro : 
Earth, heaving like a sea, reveal'd 
The gulphs below. 

4 
Borne through the wilderness in wrath. 
He seem'd in pow'r alone a God ; 
But blessings foUow'd in his path. 

For Mercy seiz'd his rod : 
She smote the rock, — and, as he pass'd. 

Forth gush'd a living stream : 
The fire, the earthquake, and the blast, 
Fled as a dream. 



673, 



Edmeston. 



And it came to pass, when the evil spirit 
from God was upon Saul, that David took 
an harp, and played with his hand : so 
Saul was refreshed, and teas well, and the 
evil spirit departed from him. 

1 Sam. xvi. 23. 

OH 1 speak to my spirit, sweet harp of 
heav'n ! 

For the waves of sorrow swell ; 
To the pow'r of chords like thine 'tie glv'n 

The rising storm to quell : 
Sorrow and gloom and fear depart. 

As thy chords, harmonious, ring; 
Like the demon that fled at the lovely art 

Of Israel's minstrel-king. 
2 
Were I doom'd to tread a weary course. 

Of ev'ry joy bereft ; 
Still — still I should have a sweet resource, 

If only my harp were left : 
In the thorny road, on the stormy sea. 

In the gloomy vale of care, 
I could rise, as to heav'n, in ecstasy. 

And fly from my sorrows, there ! 



674. 



Congregational Mag. 



The Doom of Babylon. 
Is. xiii. 19—22. 

THY glory, O Babel, shall vanish away, 
With thy pride, and thy pomp, and thy battle array 
Thou light of Chaldea, thy light shall burn pale ; 
And thy joys, and thy pleasures, and beauty shall fail. 



Thon glory of kingdoms, thy glory shall fall, 
With the pomp and the splendor of palace and hall ; 
Not ev'n the wild Arab or shepherd shall dare 
To stretch for a moment their tent-curtains there. 

3 
In the scenes of thy revels, the halls of thy pride, 
The beasts of the desart in covert shall hide; 
And the lion shall find in thy ruins his lair. 
And the brood of the serpent shall nestle them there. 

4 
And the dragon shall dwell in thy palace of state, 
And the bittern and owl shall exult o'er thy fate ; 
And the brightness of ages shall vanish away, 
And stiil thou shalt dwell in the gloom of decay. 



VARIETIES. 



Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 



676, 



675, 



Byron. 

TJw Destruction of Sennacherib. 
2 Kings xix. 35. 2 Chr. xxxii. 21. Is. xsxvii. 36. 

THE Assyrian came down, like the wolf ou the fold. 
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; 
And the sheen of their spears was like stars ou the sea, 
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. 

2 
Like the leaves on the forest when summer is green. 
That host, with their banners, at sunset were seen : 
Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown. 
That host on the morrow lay wither'd and stiown : — 

3 
For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast. 
And breath'd in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; 
And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill. 
And their hearts but once heav'd, and for ever grew still ! 

4 
'And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, 
But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : 
And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf. 
And cold as the spray on the rock-beating surf. 

5 
And there lay the rider, distorted and pale. 
With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; 
And the tents were all silent, the banners alone. 
The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. 

6 
And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail. 
And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; 
And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword. 
Hath melted like snow in thie glance of the Lord. 



112th. Emily Taylor. 



The different Destinations of the Righteous 
amd tJie Unrighteous, 

Ps. xxxvii. 

OH ! do not grieve, though men of guile 
In all their pride may flourish now; 
Though patient worth may droop awhile. 
And pine in want, distress'd and low : 



Go, read, with heav'n-instrocted eye^ 
Its aim — its end — its destinies. 

2 
Thine own appointed path pursue. 
With calm reliance on thy God : 
These evil days are short and few; 
And ev'ry thorn in meekness trod 
Shall be a pledge of peace to thee— 
A pledge of blessings yet to be. 



677. 



Knox. 

Dreams of the Past. 
Is, xxix. 8. 



IN the watches of night, when the blessings of slumber 
On the ejes of the weary have fall'n, like the dew, 
My spirit, reliev'd from its care and its cumber. 
Returns to the joys that its infancy knew : 



VARIETIES. 



Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 



1 hear the sweet words of my father and mother ; 
I sport on the plain, with my sister and brother ; 
I feel that the love which we bear for each other 

Is an union of bliss that will ever be true. 
2 
Oh ! blest are the visions in which we recover 

The joy to our youth and our infancy giv'u ; 
When the sunshine no shadow of darkness comes over. 

No arrow of pain to the bosom is driv'n! 

But, at morning, I wake from the dreams I had cherish'd, 
And alas I from the land of existence have perish'd 
The brethren that lov'd me, the parents that nonrish'd; 
And I weep, and I long to be with them — in heav'n. 



678 



H. Rogers. 
The Conqueror from Edom and Bozrah. 
Is. Ixiii. 1 — 5. 

OH ! who is it comes from the field of the slain, 
Anay'd in his garb of the dark crimson stain? 
Who is it that passeth thus wratlifully by. 
With his raiment so deeply empurpled in dye? 

2 
•' It is I — It is I, who have risen, at length, 
In the day of my wrath, with the sword of my strength; 
It is I, who have spoken, nor spoken in vain. 
Now return'd with the spoils from the field of the slain." 

3 
And why, O thou Victor — oh ! why thus imbue 
Thy garments of snow with the deep crimson hue ? 
And why, mighty Victor, thy raiment thus red. 
As though thou hadst trodden where thousands had bled? 

4 
" I have trodden the wine-press of Edom alone ; 
Yet their armies are scatter'd, their banners are strown; 
And still will I tread o'er the hosts of their pride. 
Till in crimson yet deeper my raiment is dyed. 

5 
There was not a helper in Israel, that day. 
No arm that could save from the hostile array : 
I look'd — but alas ! there was no one to save. 
No hand that could snatch from the grasp of the grave. 

6 
But I have aris'n in my glory, at length, 
in the day of my wrath — with the sword of my strength. 
With the seal on my arm, and the stain on my vest ; 
And where I have fought shall my people be blest!" 



VARIETIES. 



Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 



679. 



Knox. 

Rachel Weeping. 
Jer. xxxi. 15 — 17. 



A VOICE comes from Ramah, a voice of despair- 
For death's gloomy angel is triumphing there : 
The children of beauty his arrows have smote. 
And Rachel is weeping for hers that are not. 

2 
Alas ! for the parent whose hope and whose trust 
Are wither'd and broken, and hid in the dust — 
Where the blossom of summer all lovely appears ; 
But the dew-drops of ev'ning are mingled with tears. 

3 
A voice comes from Ramah, a voice of dismay — 
But the words of Jehovah can soothe it aw^ay : 
They tell of a region where grief is forgot — 
And Rachel is solac'd for those that ai-e not. 



680. 



S. M. Waring. 
Libera nos Domine. 
In all time of our tribulation j in all 
time of our wealth ; in the hour of death j 
and in the day of judgment— Good Lord, 
deliver us. Litany. 

Ps. iv. 1. 

SWEET is creation's incense, giv'n 
Back to its source, all-bounteous 
heav'n ! 
Lo, flow'ry vales break forth in song. 
And sunny hills the strain prolong !— 
Whence heard we, then, the note of pain, 
Or groaning elements complaint * 
Child of mortality, for thee, 
'Tis nature's voice of sympathy : 
From thine, her kindred sorrows grew ; 
For she has lost her Eden too : 

Hark! that sigh from sea to sea! 

Libera nos Domine ! 
2 
Bring, then, the solemn harp, and sliare 
In nature's hope, and nature's pray'r : 
And thou, her Lord, for whom did flow 
Deep draughts of more than nature's woe — 
By all the paschal moon did see. 
In shades of sad Gethsemane; 
By all that was on Calv'ry done. 
Beneath the horror-clouded sun; 
By thine ascent to heav'n's high seat ; 
By thy thence-mission'd Paraclete ; 

Hear, whene'er we cry to thee, 

Libera nos Domine! 



If thou dost trace o'er pleasant ground 
Our path, with bloom and verdure crown'd, 
Forbid the exile's feet to roam. 
Unmindful of his heav'nly home. 
Till daiken'd joys, or closing day, 
O'ertake the pilgrim on his way: 
If trouble, wave on wave, shall seem 
To cross his steps, an endless stream; 
And strings, erewhile with joy that rang, 
Mute o'er those willow'd waters hang ; 

Thou who art where we would be, 

Libera nos Domine ! 



But there's a tide remains, at last 
To pass, when all the rest are pass'd ; 
And deep to deep proclaims afar 
How mighty death's dark billows are : 
Yet thou' — omnipotent to save — 
Didst cross that Jordan's parted wave ; 
And bear into the land of rest 
The graven jewels on thy breast : 
Where thou hast trod, we too will go; 
For there no floods shall overflow ; 

With us in the waters be : 

Libera nos Domine ! 



And since once more thou wdlt appear. 
With trump that ev'n the dead shall heai'j 
Stamp now thine image in this clay ; 
And own it iu that awful day, 
Rom. viii. 22. 



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When, wide unfurl'd, all flesh shall see 
Thy perfect law ; and ev'ry knee 
Shall bend, and ev'ry tongue avow. 
Thou, Loid, art righteous — only thou ! 



If then the voice of pray'r we raise. 
Ere pray'r shall quite dissolve in praise. 

Faith shall breathe that latest plea. 

Libera nos Domine ! 



681. 



lis. 



D.L. Richardson. 



Nature. 



THE fair smile of morning, the glory of noon. 
The bright stars adorning the path of the moon,— 
The mist-cover'd mountain, the valley and plain. 
The lake and the fountain, the river and main, — 
Their influence combining, illume and control 
The care and repining that darken the soul. 

2 
The timid spring, stealing through light and perfume ; 
The summer's revealing of beauty and bloom ; 
The rich autumn, glowing with fruit-treasures crown'd: 
The pale winter, throwing his snow-wreaths around; — 
All widely diflfusing a charm on the earth. 
Wake loftier musing, and holier mirth. 

3 
There is not a sorrow that has not a balm 
From nature to borrow, in tempest or calm ; 
There is not a season, there is not a scene. 
But virtue and reason may gaze on, serene ; 
And own it possessing a zest for the glad, — 
A solace and blessing to comfort the sad ! 



682, 



S. M. Waring. 



The God of Nature. 
Ps. xiv. 1. xix. 1— C. Rom. i. 20. 

COME, leave these vales below thee ; 
Come, sti-etch thine eagle eye ; 
And nature more shall show thee 
Of Him thou canst not spy. 
2 
Gaze on the fire-stream, pouring 

Down Etna's viny steep ; 
Go where the billows' roaring 
Is loudest on the deep : 
3 
Where thunders roll before him. 
And where his lightnings shine, 
Bow, tremble, and adore him ; 
For God — this God is thine. 



Now, round his footsteps springing. 

What wreaths embalm the air! 
While hills break forth in singing, 

Go, trace his footsteps there : 
5 
When morn's first beam from slumbers 

Awakes the dewy flow'rs ; 
Or with that bird whose numbers 

Charm starry midnight hours : 
6 
To him let rapture wing thee, 

From heights where eagles dwell 
Or let the glad bee bring thee 

Home to her thymy cell. 
7 
Where'er thou wilt, observe him 

In things that fairest shine; 
Then, joyful, fly to serve him. 

For God— that God is thine. 



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683 



11.6. 11.6. D. BOWRING. 

The God of Nature. 
Ps. xiv. 1. xix. 1—6. Rom. i. 20. 



GREAT All in All ! I bend in dust before thee : 
Ev'n so veil'd cherubs bend : 
In calm devotion, lowly I adore thee. 

All-wise, all-present Friend ! 
Thou to the earth its emerald robes hast giv'n. 

Or curtain'd it in snow ; 
And the bright sun, and the soft moon, in heav'n, 
Before thy presence bow. 



Thy pow'r and wisdom spread the map of nature, — 

That map so fair and bright; — 
Rear'd the vast arch of heav'n — on ev'ry creature 

Pouring its streams of light : 
Thine influence feeds the early spring-rose, glowing. 

Quickens the teeming sea : 
Thine is the storm through the dark forest blowing,— 

Thine, heav'n's soft harmony. 



Thine is the beam on ocean's bosom glancing. 

Thine is the thunder-cloud : 
Tliine are the lamps that light our steps, advancing 

To the tomb's solitude : 
Thou speakest — and all nature's pregnant bosom 

Heaves with thy mighty breath : 
Thou frdwnest — man, ev'n like a frost-nipp'd blossom, 

Drops in the lap of death. 

4 

A thousand worlds, which roll around us brightly, 

Thee in their orbits bless : 
Ten thousand suns, which shine above us nightly. 

Proclaim thy righteousness i 
Thou didst create the world — thy sov'reign mandate 

First woke it into day ; 
And the same pow'r that measur'd, weigh'd, and spann'd it. 

Shall bid that world decay. 



Thou Pow'r sublime ! whose throne is firmly seated 

O'er stars and glowing suns. 
Oh ! could I praise thee— could my soul, elated. 

Waft thee seraphic tones ! 
Had I the lyres of angels— could I bring thee 

An ofif'ring worthy thee, 
lu what bright notes of glory would I sing thee!— 

Blest notes of ecstasy ! 



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684. 



B. Barton. 



The Beauties of Nature. 

OH ! who, that has an eye to see , 
A heart to feel, — a tongue to bless 
With cold insensibility 
Can gaze on nature's loveliness? — 

2 . 

The bright sun's animating beams ; 
The pale moon's mild and pensive ray ; 
The living freshness of the streams ; 
The glories of a new-born day. 

3 [vice 
Sweet are her charms! oh! why should 

Unwisely, impiously destroy them ! 

Even this world were paradise. 
Would man but virtuously enjoy them. 



685, 



BOWKING. 



A Tranquil Rural Scene. 

NOTHING is breathing below, above. 
But the spirit of harmony, joy, and 
love: 
Nothing is seen or heard around 
But beauty's smiles and music's sound — 
Music re-echo'd in earth and air, 
Beauty that's visible every Avhere: 
Join the concert and share the joy; 
Why should the cares of earth alloy 
Pleasures which heav'n itself has giv'n, — 
Heav'nly pleasures, which lead to heav'n 'i 



686. 



Barton, 



687. 



BOWBING. 



Reflections on the Starry Heavens. 
Ps. viii. 3, 4. xix. 1. 

GENTLY the shades of night descend ; 
Thy temple, Lord ! is calm and still ; 
A thousand lamps of ether blend, 
A thousand fires that temple fill — 
To honor thee : — 'Tis bright and fair. 
As if the very heav'ns, imprest 
With thy pure image smiling there, 
In all their loveliest robes were drest; 
Yet thou canst turn thy friendly eye 
From that immeasurable throne ; 
Thou, smiling on humanity. 
Dost claim earth's children for thine own. 



688. 



Newton. 



The Dawning of Bay. 

THE morning is breaking. 
The day is awaking, 
And beauty and glory are beaming around : 
Bright flow'rets are blowing. 
Cool streamlets are flowing, [resound. 
And meadows and v/oodlands with music 
2 
The lark, upward wiaging. 
His matin is singing, 
Delighted the homage of nature to pay ; 
And thus man's devotion. 
With hallow'd emotion, [day. 

Should rise to his God with the dawning of 
U 



A Thought on the Sea-shore. 

IN ev'ry object here, I see [thee : 
Something, Lord, that leads to 
Firm as the rocks thy promise stands ; 
Thy mercies, countless as the sands; 
Thy love, a sea immensely wide ; 
Thy grace, an ever-flowing tide, 

2 
In ev'ry object here, I see 
Something, my heart, that points to thee : 
Hard as the rocks that bound the strand. 
Unfruitful as the barren sand. 
Deep and deceitful as the ocean. 
And like the tides in constant motion. 



689. 



Edmeston. 



Heavenly Influence, 



OH ! whence is the freshness that gives 
the flow'r 
Its scent and its summer hue ? 
It came in the dark and the miduight hour, 

In drops of heavenly dew : 
So, often, in sorrow, the soul receives 

An influence from above, [gives 

That beauty and sweetness and freshness 
To patience and faith and love. 
2 
But the sun is high, and the dew is dry. 

And the flow'r has lost its bloom ; 
Its bell droops low, and the passer by 
Perceives no sweet perfume : 



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So, like, again, to the drooping flow'r. 
Is the sunshine of fortune's ray ; — 

The graces thatblooni'd in a darksome hour 
Have faded and pass'd away. 



690. 



L. M. H. K. White. 
Solitude. 

THE COMPLAINT. 



IT is not that my lot is low. 
That bids this silent tear to flow ; 
It is not grief that bids me moan. 
It is— that I am all alone. 

2 
In woods and glens I love to roam. 
When the tir'd hedger hies him home ; 
Or by the wood-land pool to rest. 
When, pale, the star looks on its breast. 

3 
Yet, when the silent ev'ning sighs 
With hallow'd airs and symphonies. 
My spirit takes another lone. 
And sighs that it is all alone. 

4 
The autumn leaf is sear and dead ; 
It floats upon the watei-'s bed: 
I would not be a leaf, to die 
Without recording sorrow's sigh ! 



692. 



The woods and winds, with sudden wail. 
Tell all the same unvaried tale ; 
I've none to smile when I am free. 
And when I sigh, to sigh with me ! 

6 
When, lost in thought, a friend I view. 
That thinks on me, and loves me too ; 
I start, and, when the vision's flown, 
I weep that I am all alone. 



691 



L. M. CONDEE. 

Solitude. 

THE REMONSTRANCE. 

BUT art thou thus indeed alone 1 
Quite unbefriended — ail unknown ? 
And hast thou, then. His name forgot 
Who form'd thy frame, and fix'd thy lot l 

2 
Is not His voice in ev'ning's gale 1 
Beams not with Him the star so pale 1 
Is there a leaf can fade and die 
Unnotic'd by His watchful eye ? 

3 
Each flntt'ring hope, each anxious fear — 
Each lonely sigh, each silent tear. 
To thine Almighty Friend is known, — 
And say'st thou— thou art "all alone"? 



10.10. 6.6. 



C0NDER» 



Hope. 
Rom. XV. 4. Tit. i. 2. 

BRIGHT morning-star of bliss ! whose cheering ray 
Shines through the mist of dark futurity. 
Illumes the night of woe. 
And gilds the clouds of care ; 
2 
Thou art the pulse of nature : urg'd by thee 
Each diff 'rent member acts his little part ; 

Life through the system flows. 
And animates the world. 



Kindled by thee, the world's bright meteors blaze ; 

Thy magic name is on the hero's shield : 
The universe itself 
Is pension'd on thy smiles. 
4 

And when from paradise an exile driv'n, 

Man, silent, weeping, solitary, roam'd. 
Before him thou didst fly. 
And strew his path with flow'rs. 



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And oft thy syren voice would charm his grief. 
Like the sweet minstrel in the court of Saul, 
And sing of promis'd bliss, — 
An Eden in the skies. 
6 
Thy voice is like the wild Eolian harp. 
Or distant music to the list'ning ear. 

Whose indistiuctness charms. 
And steals away delight. 
7 
When life's frail vessel drinks the briny wave. 
Chill penury blasts, and storms of care descend, 
Anchor'd on thee, secure, 
She weathers out the storm. 
8 
The dungeon knows thy voice : nor gates nor bars 
Can Hope exclude, — the poor man's comforter. 
The antidote to pain, 
The conqueror of death : — 



For when this frame decays, and death appears, 
Reclin'd on thee the suff' rer breathes his last; 
And on thy wings he soars 
To stand before his God. 



693. 



BOWRING. 



T%e Contrast of Sinful Folly and Christian Virtue, 

IN folly and error the godless one reigns ; 
The dark grave of terror receives his remains; 
The tempest beats o'er him, no port can he find — 
Perdition before him and honor behind. 

2 
But placid and peaceful is virtue's control; 
No tumult distressful rolls over its soul : 
Its morning is greener than spring-tide array; 
Its ev'ning serener than summei-'s decay. 



694. 



There's brightness around it, there's glory above ; 
Religion hath bound it with meekness and love : 
Nor transient nor mortal its influence is ; 
Eternity's portal receives it to bliss. 



CM. 



Montgomery. 



Thoughts on a Mole-hill in a Church-yard. 



TELL me, thou dust beneath my feet, 
Thou dust that once had breath ! 
Tell me, how many mortals meet 
In this small hill of death ? 



The mole that scoops, with curious toil. 

Her subterranean bed. 
Thinks not she ploughs a human soil. 

And mines among the dead. 
3 
But oh ! where'er she turns the ground 

My kindred earth I see : 
Once, ev'ry atom of this mound 

Liv'd, breath'd, and felt like me. 



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Like me, these elder-born of clay 

Enjoy'd the cheerful light ; 
Bore the brief burthen of a day, 

And went to rest at night, 
5 
The tow'rs and temples crush'd by time, — 

Stupendous wrecks ! — appear 
To me less mournfully sublime 

Than the poor mole-hill here. 
6 
Once in this dust, that heav'd with breath. 

What countless pulses beat! 
Tell me— in this small hill of death 

How many mortals meet ? 
7 
And now their fleeting day is past:— 

Beyond it, who can tell 
In what mysterious region cast 

Their living spirits dwell? 
8 
I know not — but I soon shall know, 

When life's sad conflicts cease ; 
And this warm, beating heart lies low. 

In their cold bed of peace. 



695. 



D. C. M. 



T. Moore. 



The Flight of the Carrier Pigeon 
Improved.* 

THE bird, let loose in Eastern skies, 
When hast'ning fondly home. 
Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies 

Where idle warblers roam; 
But high she shoots through air and light. 

Above all low delay ; 
Where nothing earthly bounds her flight. 

Nor shadow dims her way. 
2 
So, grant me. Lord, from ev'ry care 

And stain of passion free, 
Aloft, through virtue's purer air. 

To hold my course to thee ! 
No sin to cloud, no lure to stay 

My soul, as home she springs ; — 
Thy sunshine on her joyful way, — 

Thy freedom on her wings ! 



696. 



Cowper's Guion. 



The Swallow. 

I AM fond of the swallow; I learn from her flight. 
Had I skill to improve it, a lesson of love : 
How seldom on earth do we see her alight ! 
She dwells in the skies, — she is ever above. 

2 
It is on the wing that she takes her repose. 
Suspended and pois'd in the regions of air ; 
'Tis not in our fields that her sustenance grow , 
It is wing'd, like herself, — 'tis ethereal fare. 



She comes in the spring, — all the summer she stays; 

And, dreading the cold, still she follows the sun : — 

So, true to our love, we should covet his rays, • 

And the place where he shines not, immediately shun. 

4 
Our light should be love, and our nourishment pray'r; 
It is dangerous food that we find upon earth : 
The fruit of this world is beset with a snare f- 
In itself it is hurtful, as vile in its birth. 

5 
Let us leave it ourselves, — 'tis a mortal abode, — 
To bask in the sunshine of infinite love : 
Let us fly the dark winter, and follow the road 
That leads to the day-spring of glory above. 

* The Carrier Pigeon, it is well known, flies at an elevated pitch, in order to 
surmount every obstacle between her and the place to which she is destined. 



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697. 



698, 



104th. CONDER. 

The sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow 

a nest for herself. 

Ps. Ixxxiv. 3. 

THE birds have their home; they fix on their nest; 
Wherever they roam, they return to their rest : 
From them fondly learning, my soul would take wing; 
To thee so returning, my God and my King ! 
2 
Oh, happy the choirs who praise thee above ! 
What joy tunes their lyres ! — their worship is love: 
Yet safe, in thy keeping, and happy, they be, 
In this world of weeping, whose strength is in thee. 



S. M. Waring. 

fVhat dost thou, O wandering dove ? 

Partially imitated from 
DoMENico Cerasolu. 

WHAT dost thou, O wandering 
dove. 
From thy home in the rocks' riven breast? 
'Tis fair — but the falcon is wheeling above : 
Ah, fly to thy sheltering nest! [nest! 
To thy nest! — wand'ring dove — to thy 
2 
Frail bark, on that bright summer sea. 
That the breezes now curl but in sport — 
Spread swiftly thy sail, nor, though pleasant 
it be, 



E'er linger till safe in the port : 
For the port!— little bark— for the port! 
3 
Tir'd roe, who the hunter dost flee. 
While his arrow ev'n now's on the wing — 
In yon deep, green recess there's a fountain 
for thee : 
Go, rest by that clear, secret spring : 
To the spring I — panting roe — to the 
spring ! 

4 
My spirit, still hov'ring unblest, 
'Mid shadows so fleeting and dim, — 
Ah ! know'st thou thy rock, and thy haven 
of rest, [Him! 

And thy pure spring of joy?— then to 
Then to Him !— flutt'ring spirit— to Him ! 



699. 



10.11. 10.11. B.Barton. 

On the Glory usvully depicted round the Head 
of the Saviour. 

BLAMELESS as pleasing might the fancy be. 
That first with glory's radiant halo crown'd thee : 
Art's reverend homage should rejoice to see 
The majesty of Godhead beaming round thee. 
2 
But had thy mien to outward sight been such, 
In Godlike splendor to the sense appealing, — 

What mortal hand had dar'd thy form to touch. 
Though conscious ev'n the touch was fraught with healing ' 



U2 



More truly, but more darkly, prophecy 
Thy vesture of humanity had painted ; 

Uncomely, and repulsive to the eye, 
A man of sorrows, and with grief acquainted ! 
4 

Saviour and Lord ! if in thy human hour 
Evangelists alone might tell thy story ; 

Oh ! how shall painter's art, or poet's pow'r, 
Pourtray thee coming in thy promis'd glory ! 



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700. T. C. M. B. Barton. 

Tlie Vale of Tears. 

Eccles. xii. 1—7. 

HOW beautiful life's op'ning scenes 
Appear to childhood's view ! 
The flow'rs are bright^ the turf is green, 

The sky above is blue : 
A blast may blight, a beam may scorch, 

A cloud may intervene ; 
But lightly mark'd, and soon forgot. 

They mar not such a scene : 
Fancy still paints the future bright. 

And hope the present cheers; 
Nor can we deem the path we tread 

Leads through a vale of tears. 
2 
But soon the lovely flow'rs, that deck'd 

>Our early path -way side, 
Have droop'd and wither'd in their bloom, 

And one by one have died ; 
The turf by noon's fierce heat is sear'd, 

Jhe sky is overcast ; 
There's thunder in the torrent's tone, 

And tempest in the blast : 
Fancy is but a phantom found, 

And hope a dream appears ; 
And soon — too soon, our hearts confess 

This life a vale of tears. 
3 
Then wasting pain and sickness trace 

Their furrows on the brow; 
The grasshopper, alighting down, 

Is felt a burthen now : 
The silver cord shall soon resign 

Its feeble, slender hold ; 
The pitcher at the fountain break, 

And bowl of purer gold : 
Oh! were it not for hope's bright ray. 

Which even death endears, 
How weary were our pilgrimage 

Through this dark vale of tears ! 

/Ul. 6s. Edmeston. 

False Land. 
1 Cor. XV. 33. 

WHEN many a tempest blew. 
And hope was almost past, 
The worn and weary crew 
Hail'd distant land at last. 



Far o'er the lee it lay ; 

Its arms seem'd spreading wide. 

To form a quiet bay. 

Where ships might safely ride. 

3 
That refuge from the storm. 
That distant bay, so fair. 
Was but a cloudy form. 
And melted into air ! 

4 
So earthly hope deceives 
The heart that trusts it most ; 
So all the beauty leaves 
Some seeming happy coast. 

5 
But faith can look before, 
And see the land of light : 
That is the only shore 
That never mocks the sight. 



702, 



S. M. Waring. 

Sunny Isle. 

A Thought in Horace Improved. 

Come, seek we, on the mighty ocean's breast, 

Those favor'd fields, those islands of the 

blest. Epod. 16. ^ 

THEN is there no sunny isle 
In seas so bright and fair. 
Where the storms come not, and the green 
shores smile, 
Undash'd by waves of care ?— 
No summit so near the skies. 
Where weary feet may flee ?— 
Where sorrow's dark deluge can never rise*? 
Ah, no !— it may not be ! 
2 
Yet an ark is on the tide. 
For anxious bosoms giv'n ; [side 

And the flood that whelms each refuge be- 
But lifts it nearer heav'n : 
The celestial hills appear, *■ 

In visions of ecstasy :— 
But may it be wreck'd ere it anchor there ? 
Oh, no !— it cannot be ! 
3 
The hues of the faithful bow 
Shall fade unmourn'd away ; 
For the tints in that lovely sky shall glow 
More bright and warm than they : 
In that hav'n so bright and fair. 
Beyond the stormy sea, 
Nor pain shall enter, nor sorrow, nor care— 
Oh, no !— it cannot be ! 



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(\JO» Mrs. Hemans, 

The Better Land. 
Is. xxxiii. 17. 



66 T HEAR thee speak of the hetter land ; 

X. Thou callest its children a happy band : 
Mother ! oh ! where is that radiant shore ? — 
Shall we not seek it, and weep no more 1 — 
Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows. 
And the fire-flies dance through the myrtle boughs ? ' 
— " Not there — not there, my child ! " 



« Is it where the feath'ry palm-trees rise. 
And the date grows ripe under many skies ? — 
Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas, 
Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze ; 
And strange bright birds, on their starry wings. 
Bear the rich hues of all glorious things 1 " 

— " Not there — not there, my child ! ' 
3 
" Is it far away, in some region old, 
Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? — 
Where the burning rays of the ruby shine. 
And the diamond lights up the secret mine. 
And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand- 
Is it there, sweet mother — that better land ? " 

— " Not there — not there, my child ! 

4 

Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy ! 
Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy ; 
Dreams cannot picture a world so fair — 
Sorrow and death may not enter there ; 
TLme doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom ; 
For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb. 

It is there— it is there, my child !" 



704. 



D. C. M. 

From Percy Rolle. 
The Last. 



THE LAST!— how gloomy are the 
thoughts 
These simple words convey ; 
How deep they speak of joys to cease, 
Or pass'd, like dreams, away ; — 



Of happy hours too swiftly flown. 

Like winter sunshine o'er ; 
Of flow'rs that sprung within the heart. 

But blossom there no more. 
2 
The last!— its bitterness of grief 

All earthly-born must know ; 
But oh! there is a brighter world 

Where cares are not, nor woe ; 
And he who knows his home is there, 

When life itself is past, 
May calmly smile, and welcome death, 

His happiest hour — the last! 



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T05. 



8.8.4. 8.8. 8.4. 
From Dale. 
Weep not for me. 

WHEN these transient scenes of 
pleasure 
Vanish as a dream, for ever, 

Weep not for me ! 



706. 



When the feeble pulse is ceasing ; 
Start not at its swift decreasing ; 
'Tis the fetter'd soul's releasing : 

Weep not for me ! 
2 
Though the pangs of death assail me, 
Christ is mine — he cannot fail me : 

Weep not for me I 
Yes, though sin and death endeavor 
From his love ray soul to sever, 
Jesus is my strength, for ever : 

Weep not for me ! 



6.10. 10.10. 



Mrs. Hemans. 



The Hour of Death. 

LEAVES have their time to fall, 
And flow'rs to wither at the north-wind's breath; 
And stars to set : — but all — 
All own, alike, th' unspaiing hand of death." 



Day is for mortal care ; 
Eve for glad meetings round the joyful hearth ; 
Night for the dreams of sleep, the voice of pray'r— 
But all for thee, thou mightiest of the earth ! 
3 
Youth and the op'ning rose 
May look like things too gloiious for decay. 
And smile at thee ! — but thou art not of those 
That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their prey ! 
4 
We know when moons shall wane ; 
When summer-birds from far shall cross the sea ; 
When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — 
But who shall teach us when to look for thee ? 
5 
Is it when spring's first gale 
Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie? 
Is it when roses in our path grow pale 1 
They have ori£ season — all are ours, to die ! 
6 
Thou art where billows foam; 
Thou art where music melts upon the air ; 
Thou art around us in our peaceful home ; 
And the world calls us forth, and thou art there ! 
7 
Leaves have their time to fall. 
And flow'rs to wither at the north-wind's breath ; 

And stars to set : — but all — 
" All own, alike, th' unpitying hand of death." 



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707. 



7.S. 7.8. 7.7.8. BOWRING. 



The Ravages of Death. 
Ps. Ixxxix. 48. Eccl. viii. 8. 

LOOK around thee — see Decay, 
On her wing of darkness, sweeping 

Earth's proud monuments away : — 
See fond Memory, musing, weeping, 

O'er the ruins time has made- 
Strength in dust and ashes laid ! 
Virtue in oblivion sleeping ! 
2 

Look around thee — wisdom, there, 
Careless Dea.th confounds with folly 

In a common sepulchre ! 
See th' unrighteous and the holy 

Blended in the gen'ral wreck .' 

Well those tears may wet thy cheek — 
Tears of cheerless melancholy ! 
3 

Look around thee — beauty's light 
Is extinguish'd ; — Death assembles 

Youth's gay morn, and age's night ; 
And the steadfast mountain trembles 

At his glance, like autumn's leaf: 

'Tis in vain to seek relief; 
Death, the tyrant, ne'er dissembles. 
4 

Look behind thee — men whose frown 
Made whole nations quake before them — 

What is left of their renown 1 
Wrecks around, oblivion o'er them : 

Kings and conqu'rors, where are they 1 

Ask those worthless heaps of clay — 
Oh ! despise not, but deplore them 1 
5 

Look before thee— all the glare. 
All the pomp around thee glowing, 

All that charms the eye or ear. 
Strains of softest music flowing, 

Grace and beauty — all are sped 

Swiftly onward to the dead : 
Thither thou, and thine are going. 
6 
Look before thee — at that vault, 
Where time's ravage is recorded. 

Thou wilt be compell'd to halt : 
Thou wilt be no more regarded 

Than the meekest, meanest slave, 
Sleeping in a common grave, 
Unrespected — unrewarded. 



Look above thee— there, indeed. 
May thy thoughts repose delighted : 

If thy wounded bosom bleed. 
If thy fondest hopes are blighted. 

There a stream of comfort flows ; 

There the sun of splendor glows : 
Wander, then, no more, benighted. 
8 

Look above thee — never eye 
Saw such pleasures as await thee ! 

Thought ne'er reach'd such scenes of joy 
As are there prepar'd to meet thee I 

Light undying — seraph-lyres — 

Angel-welcomes — cherub-choirs — 
Smiling thro' heav'n's doors to greet thee ! 



708. 



Pope. 



The Dying Christian to his Soul. 
1 Cor. xy. 55—57. 

VITAL spark of heav'nly flame ! 
Quit, oh ! quit this mortal frame ; 
Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, 
Oh ! the pain, the bliss of dying 1 

Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife ; 
And let me languish into life! 

Hark ! they whisper, — angels say, 
" Sister spirit, come away: " — 
What is this absorbs me quite 1 — 
Steals my senses — shuts my sight, — 
Drowns my spirits — draws my breath ? 
Tell me, my soul — can this be death 1 
The v/orld recedes — it disappears ; — 
Heav'n opens on my eyes — my ears 

With sounds seraphic ring : 
Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly! 
O grave ! where is thy victory ? 
O death ! where is thy sting ? 



709. 



Rev. G. Croley. 



A Solemn Dirge, 
Eccl. xii. 7. 

Here, the evil and the ju6t. 
Here, the youthful and the old. 
Here, the fearful and the bold. 
Here, the matron and the maiU, 
In one silent bed are laid ; 
Here, the vassal and the king 
Side by side lie withering ; 
Here, the sword and sceptre rust — 
" Earth to earth, and dust to dust I " 



VARIETIES. 



Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 



Age on age shall roll along 
O'er the pale and mighty throng ; 
Those that wept, and those that weep. 
With those sleepers all shall sleep, 
Brothers, sisters of the worm : 
Summer's snn, or winter's storm. 
Song of peace, or battle's roar. 
Ne'er shall break their slumbers more ; 
Death shall keep his sullen trust — 
" Earth to earth, and dust to dust ! " 

3 
But a day is coming fast, 
Earth, thy mightiest, and thy last ! 
It shall come in fear and wonder. 
Heralded by trump and thunder; 
It shall come in stx-ife and toil. 
It shall come in blood and spoil. 
It shall come in empire's groans. 
Burning temples, trampled thrones : 
Then, ambition, rue thy lust — 
" Earth to earth, and dust to dust!" 

4 
Then shall come the judgment sign; 
In the east the King shall shine. 
Flashing from heav'n's golden gate. 
Countless myriads round his state. 
Spirits with the crown and plume : 
Tremble, then, thou sullen tomb ! 
'Mid the blaze of living light, 
Heav'n shall open on our sight! 
Kingdom of the ransom'd just — 
*' Earth to earth, and dust to dust ! " 



710. 



8.8. 8.4. 
From Montgomery. 



The Grave. 



THERE is a calm for those who weep, 
A rest for weary pilgrims found : 



They softly lie, and sweetly sleep. 

Low in the ground. 
2 
The storm that wrecks the wintry sky 
No more disturbs their deep repose 
Than summer ev'ning's latest sigh 

That shuts the rose. 
3 
I long to lay this painful head 
And aching heart beneath the soil. 
To slumber, in that dreamless bed. 

From all my toil ! 
4 
But wait, my soul, and cherish still 
The sweet lemembrance of the past : 
Rely on heav'n's unchanging will 

For peace at last. 
5 
Though long of winds and waves the sport, 
Condemn'd in wretchedness to roam. 
Soon thou shalt reach a shelt'ring port, — 

A quiet home. 
6 
Seek the true treasure, seldom found. 
Of pow'r the fiercest griefs to calm. 
And soothe the bosom's deepest wound 

With heav'nly balm. 
7 
There is a calm for those who weep, 
A rest for weary pilgrims found ; 
And, while the mould'ring ashes sleep 

Low in the ground, — 
8 
The soul, of origin divine, 
God's glorious image, freed from clay. 
In heav'n's eternal sphere shall shine, 

A star of day ! 



711 



10s. Steele. 

Elegy. 
1 Thes. iv. 13. 



FORGIVE, blest saint, the tributary tear, 
That mourns thine exit from a world like this ; 
Forgive the wish that would have kept thee here, 
And stay'd thy progress to the seats of bliss. 

2 
No more confin'd to grov'lling scenes of night ; 
No more a tenant pent in mortal clay ; 
Now should we rather hail thy glorious flight. 
And trace thy journey to the realms of day. 



1 



VARIETIES. 



Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 



712. 



Watts. 
The Day of Judgment. 
Attempted in English, Sapphics. 
Thes. iv. 16. 2 Thes. i. 7—10. 2 Pet. iii. 10—12. Rev. i. 7. 

WHEN the fierce north-wind, with his airy forces. 
Rears up the Baltic to a foaming fury ; 
And the red ligbtniug, with a storm of hail, comes 

Rushing amain down ; 

2 
How the poor sailors stand amaz'd, and tremble ! 
While the hoarse thunder, like a bloody trumpet, 
Roars a fierce onset to the gaping waters, 

' Quick to devour them. 

3 
Such shall the noise be, and the wild disorder, 
(If things eternal may be like those earthly) — 
Such the dire terroi', when the great archangel 

Shakes the creation : 

4 
Tears the strong pillars of the vault of heaven ; 
Breaks up old marble, the repose of princes ; 
While the dread summons thunders through death's caverns, 

" Come all to judgment." 

.5 
See the sky parting, and the Judge descending ! 
Now let our praises all arise to Jesus : 
How he sits God-like ! and the saints around him 

Thron'd, yet adoring. ' 

6 
Oh ! may I sit there, when he comes triumphant. 
Dooming the nations ! then ascend to glory. 
While our hosannas all along the passage 

Shout the Redeemer! 



/ LO. 8.8. 8.7, 8.8. 8.7. DuRANT. 
The Land of the Blessed, 
In Imitation of Burns. 
Rev. xxi. 4. 

WO 3 and wailing shall be o'er, then; 
Weeping shall be heard no more, 
then ; 
Let us quickly, sweetly soar, then, 

To the land of the blessed : 
Not an eye shall shed a tear, there ; 
None shall feel or grief or fear, there ; 
Ev'ry face a smile sliall wear, there, 
In the land of the blessed. 



2 

They, whose wounded, bleeding heart, here, 
Learu'd how hard it was to part, here, 
Hop'd, amidst the sharpest smart, here. 

For the land of the blessed : 
Softest zepliyrs o'er them blow, there ; 
Streams of life immortal flow, there ; 
Those they lost they'll love and know there, 

In the land of the blessed. 
3 
Finest radiance smiling round them. 
Still increasing joy hath found them, 
Ever since death's angel crown'd them 

For the land of the blessed: 
Woe and wailing shall be o'er, then ; 
Weepi>!g shall be known no more, then • 
Let us quickly, sweetly soar, tlien. 

To the land of the blessed. 



VARIETIES. 



Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 



714. 



Edmeston. 



Sudden Death. 



The following remarkable circumstance 
occurred in a circle of friends, ivho ivere 
debating what might be considered the 
happiest departure. One of the party thus 
suddenly expired. 



WHICH is the happiest death to die ? 
"Oh ! " said one, " if I might rhoose, 
Long at the gate of bliss -vvonld I lie, 
And feast my spirit, ere it fly. 

With bright, celestial views. 
Mine were a ling'iing death without pain, 
A death which all might love to see. 
And mark how bright and sweet would be 

The vict'ry I should gain! 
Fain would I catch a hymn of love 
From angel-harps that ring ahove. 
And sing it as my parting breath 
Quiver'd and expir'd in death ; 
So that those on earth might hear 
The harp-notes of another sphere ; 
And mark, when nature faints and dies, 
What springs of heav'uly life arise ; 
And gather from the death they view 
A ray of hope, to light them through. 
When they should be departing too." 



" No," said another, " so not I : 
Sudden as thought is the death I would die ; 
I would suddenly throw my shackles by. 
Nor bear a single pang at parting, 
Nor see the tear of sorrow starting. 
Nor hear the quiv'ring lips that bless me, 
Nor feel the hands of love that press me. 
Nor the frame with mortal terror shaking. 
Nor the heart where love's soft bands are 

breaking: So would I die I 

All bliss, without a pang to cloud it ! 
All joy, without a pain to shroud it! 
Not slain, but caught up, as it were. 
To meet my Saviour in the air ! 

So would I die! 
Oh! how bright were the realms of light. 
Bursting at once upon the sight! 
Even so I long to go — 
These parting hours how sad and slow! " 

His voice grew faint, and fix'd was his eye, 

As if gazing on visions of ecstasy ; 

The hue of his cheek and lips decay'd ; 

Around his mouth a sweet smile play'd : — 

They look'd — he was dead ! — 

His spirit had fled. 

Painless and swift as his own desiue: 

The soul, undress'd 

From her mortal vest. 

Had stepp'd in her car of heav'aly fire. 

And prov'd how bright 

Were the realms of light. 

Bursting at once upon the sight! 



SINGLE VERSES. 



ProAse. 



715. 



Hogg. 



Blessed be his glorious name for ever. 
Ps. Ixxii. 19. 

BLESSED be thy name for ever ! 
Thou of life the guard and giver : 
Thou canst guard thy creatures, sleeping, 
Heal the heart long broke with weeping: 
Thou who slumb'rest not, nor slecpest. 
Blest are they thou kindly keepest : 
Thou of ev'ry good the giver. 
Blessed be thy name for ever! 



716. 



D. L. M. 



BOWRING. 



All thy works shall praise thee, O Lord ^ 
and thy saints shall bljss thee. 

Ps. cxlv. 10. 

IN ev'ry soitly whisp'ring rill. 
In ev'ry flow'r, on ev'ry tree ; 
In ev'ry vale, on ev'ry hill. 
There is a voice of melody : 
He pours the dew, who fill'd the sea — , 
Bi-eathes from the flow'r, who rules the 

storm : 
Him we may worship — not conceive ; 
See not, and hear not-r-yet adore. 



SINGLE VERSES. 



Praise. 



717. 



7s. 



MONTGOMERT. 



Hallelujah. 



HALLELUJAH!— earth and sky, 
To the joyful sound reply : 
Hallelujah! — hence ascend 
Pray'r and praise till time shall end. 



718. 



L. M. 



Beddome. 



Worthy is the Lamb. 
Rev. V. 12, 13. 

LOUD hallelujahs to the Lamb, 
From all below and all above ! 
In lofty songs exalt his name, — 
In songs, as lasting as his love ! 

7 ^l)- 8.7. 8.7. 4.7. 

From S. M. Waring. 

Unto him that loved us, and washed us 
from our sins in his own blood — to him be 
glory and dominion for ever and ever. 

Rev. i. 5, 6. 

NOW to him who lov'd us — gave us 
Ev'ry pledge that love could give ;— 
Freely shed his blood, to save us; — 
Gave his life that we might live — 
Be the kingdom, 
And dominion — 
Glory be for evermore. 



720, 



D. L. M. From Knox. 
Universal Praise. 



OH, praise the Lord, ye ocean waves! 
Ye winds that drift the arrowy snow ! 
Ye hills o'er which the tempest raves! 
Ye trees that in the valley blow! 



Ye beasts that through the valley go I 
Insects, and birds, with one accord ! 
Angels above, and men below ; 
In joyful concert praise the Lord. 

( Z.I.* 10s. YOUKG. 

Ardent and Everlasting Praise. 

PR A r S E ! flow for ever (if astonishmen t 
Will give thee leave :) my praise for 
ever flow ! [heav'n : — 

Praise, ardent, cordial, constant, to high 
More fragrant than Arabia sacrific'd, 
And all her spicy mountains in a flame! 

i ZZ» 8.7. 8.7. Fawcett. 

Universal Praise. 

PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator ! 
Praise to thee from ev'ry tongue : 
Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature — 
Join the universal song I 



723, 



D. L. M. 



Watts's Latin Ode : translated by 
Dr. Gibbons. 

Universal Praise to the Saviour. 

THE Saviour's praise, all human 
tongues. 
Resound, and tune the noblest songs : 
His praises, ye seraphic choirs, 
Resound, and sweep your golden lyres; 
While the glad stars, that round the pole, 
'Twixt heav'n and earth, unceasing roll. 
Seize from both worlds the tuneful sound, 
And waft th' immortal echoes round. 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous. 



724. 



lOs. 

Zeal for Immortal Souls. 
Gal. iv. 19. 

AWAKE, my dormant zeal ! for ever flame 
With gen'rous ardor for immortal souls ; 
And may my head, and tongue, and heart, and all. 
Spend and be spent in service so divine. 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellantous. 



725. 



10s. BOWRING. 

A Star-light Meditation. 



AMIDST the harmony of thousand stare 
I see thy glory. Oh, transporting dreams ! 
Beautiful visions of that land of joy 
Reveal'd by God, and clad in starry light ! 
Delightful moment ! when the gates of heav'n 
Glitter resplendently upon my view. 
In that soft light, so sweetly shining now. 
Amidst those visions, through Jhe shades of time. 
Beneath those stars which so serenely smile — 
My heart shall be devoted, Lord! to thee. 



726. 



10s. 



The Retrospect. 



Rows, 



BLEST was the time, and sweetly fled the hours. 
While holy love employ'd my noblest pow'rs ! 
The heav'ns appear'd, and the propitious skies 
Unveil'd their inmost glories to my eyes. 
" Oh, stay ! " I cried, " ye happy moments, stay ; 
Nor, in your flight, snatch these delights away: 
I ^ask no more the rising sun to view ; 
To mortals and their hopes I bid adieu." 



i Ji i - Ts. Cowper's GUION. 

Christian Blessedness. 

^W^ LEST who, far from all mankind, 
_m3 This world's shadows left behind. 
Hears from heav'n a gentle strain, 
Whisp'ring love, and loves again. 

^ Zo, 112th. BOWRING. 

Co^ne, ye blessed of my Father. 

Matt. XXV. 34. 

C^OME, wand'ring sheep! ijo more 
y alarms — 
Thy shepherd calls thee to his arms : 
No more fatigue— no more distress. 
Shall overwhelm thy helplessness ; 
Nor raging storm— nor chilly rain. 
Disturb thy calm of peace again. 



729. 



8.9. 9.8. D. CUKJSINGHAM, 

Longing to be with the Saviour. 

DEAR Saviour, I long for the hour 
When my spirit, transported, shall 
soar 
From her prison to the light of thy throne, 
And know thee as here I am known. 
When — when will the clouds roll away, 
And this twilight dissolve into day. 
And the visions of brightness endure. 
And joys be as lasting as pure ? 



730. 



BOWRING. 



Tlie Grave of the Righteous. 

EV'N in the shadiest, darkest night. 
The stars shine on unseen ; 
And the sun is clad in his robes of light 

Though rnists intrude between : [deep. 
And the grave, though dreary, and dull, and 

Is bright with a heav'n-born ray; 
And its long and seemingly listless sleep 
Shall be crown'd with eternal day. 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous. 



731 



Translation by Bowring. 
Sapphic Ode. 
Let thy tender inercies come unto me. 
Ps. cxix. 77. cxlv. 9. 

EV'N the plum'd songster, wand'rin^ through creation, 
Ev'n the poor insect, living in the sunbeam, 
Ev'n the scorn'd earth-worm, at our feet extended- 
All share thy mercy. 

Deign, then, to hear me, Father! deign to bless me ! 
Nought is too lowly for thy smiles benignant- 
Nothing too trifling for thy care, thy kindness— 

I, too, may share them. 



(Ol. 9.g. 8.8.6. 8.6. A. 

The Transient Nature of Earthly Beauty. 

Job xiv. 2. 

FAIRER than morning's early tear. 
Or lily's snowy bloom. 
Shines beauty in its vernal year; 
Bright— sparkling— fascinating— clear- 
Gay — thoughtless of its doom : 
Death breathes a sudden poison near, 
And sweeps it to the tomb ! 



733. 



BOWBING. 



Fear not. 



734. 



lOs. 



FEAR not, faint not:— tho' thou stray 
In thy doubts, and thy distress, , 

God can make a flow'ry way 
Even through the wilderness. 
Faint not, fear not: — what if woe 
Devastate thy path around 1 
God can make the streamlet flow 
Even o'er the barren ground. 

Watts. 



Abounding Grace. 
Rom. V. 20, 21. 

GRACE rules below, and sits enthron'd above: 
How few the sparks of wrath ; how slow they move. 
And drop and die in boundless seas of love ! 



735. 



New 5t)th. 



D. L. Richardson. 



Recollections and Anticipations. 



736. 



HAIL, twilight memories of past delight f 
Hopes of the future blending in my dreams ! 
Your mingled forms of loveliness and light. 
Fair as the summer morning's orient gleams. 
Chase the dull gloom of sorrow's cheerless night. 
And gild the soul with bliss-reviving beams 1 



7s. 



MiLMAN. 



H 



Anticipation of Heaven, 

ALLELUJAH! Praise to God! 
Now our earthly path is trod ; 



Pass'd are all our cares and fears ; 
Now we quit this vale of tears. 
Hallelujah ! King of kings 1 
Now our spirits spread their wings 
To the mansions of the blest. 
To thine everlasting rest. 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous. 



737. 



D. L. Richardson. 



The Beauties of Morning. 

HOW fair and gay 
The scene appears I 
All nature wears 
A smile of joy : 
The dewy mountain. 
The crystal fountain. 
Are glitt'ring bright 
In orient light. 

Oh ! who could rove 

At such an hour 

By shrub and flow'r. 

In mead or grove. 
Without revealing 
Responsive feeling, 

While nature's voice 

Bids man rejoice 1 



740. 



7t3o. 4.10. 10.6. Young. 

/ am the way, and the truth, and the l\fe. 

John xiv. 6. 



An his blest life 
I see the path, and in his death the price, 
And in his great ascent the proof supreme 
Of Immortality. 



739. 



C. M. MONTGOMIET. 



Paradise. 



Rev. u. 7. 

IF God has made this world so fair, 
Where sin and death abound ; 
How beautiful, beyond compare, 
Will paradise be found ! 



New 50th. 



ROWE, 



77iy loving kindness is better than life. 
Ps. Ixiii. 3. 



IF all the monarcKs, whose command supreme 
Divides the wide dominion of this ball. 
Should offer each his boasted diadem, 
I would not quit thy favor for them all: 
These trifles with contempt I would resign ; 
The world's a toy while I can call thee mine. 



741, 



New 50th. 



ROWE. 



/ am a stranger in the earth. 
Ps. cxix. 19. xxxix.l2. 

I'M but a stranger and a pilgrim here. 
In these wild regions, wand'ring and forlorn ; 
Restless, and sighing for my native home : — 
Longing to reach my weary space of life. 
And to fulfil my task. Oh ! haste the hour 
Of joy and sweet repose : transporting hope ! 



I 4*2. 8.6. 8.6. 8. S. 8.8. 

Edmeston. 
The Latter-day's Glory. 

IT seems as if the summer sky 
Assnm'd a purer blue ; 



It seems as if the flow'ret's dye 

Put on a brighter hue : 
A loveliness so soft, so fair. 
Pervades the earth, the sea, the air: 
Peace dwells below, and all above 
Bespeaks the heav'nly reign of love. 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous. 



/4tJ. 8,7. So 7. 7.7. 

S. M. Waring. 
Why weepest thou ? 
John XX. 13. Jer. viii. 22. 

JESUS died!— 'twas he drank deepest 
Of the woes that grieve us now : 
Jesus lives ! — O thou who weepest, 
Hark ! he says, " Why weepest thou? 
Gilead's fragrant bleeding tree 
Sheds its tears of balm for thee." 



744. 



D. L. M. 



Watts. 



745. 



Whom have I in heaven hut thee ? and there 
is nojie upon earth that I desire beside thee. 

Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 

JESUS, my Saviour and my God! 
In thee the passions of the mind. 
With joys and freedom unconfin'd. 
Exult and spread (heir povv'rs abroad : 
Not all the glitt'ring things on high 
Can make my heav'u if thou remove : — 
I should be tir'd, and long to die ; 
Ev'n life were paia without thy love. 

Young, 



The Worth of the Soul. 
Matt. xvi. 26. Mark viii. 36, 37. 

KNOW ST thou the value of a soul immortal ? 
Behold this midnight glory : worlds on worlds i 
Amazing pomp! Redouble this amaze! 
Then thousand add; add twice ten thousand more ; 
Then weigh the whole:— one soul outweighs them all; 
And ealls th' astonishing magnificence 
Of unintelligent creation poor. 



746. 



8.8.7. 4.4.7. Watts. 



Time flyhig. 



Job vii. 6. ix. 25, 26. 

LIKE the rivers, time is gliding; 
Brightest hours have no abiding ; 
Use the golden moments well : 
Life is wasting. 
Death is hasting; 
Death consigns to heav'n or hell. 



747. 



L. M. Steele. 

Search me, O God. 
Ps, cxxxix. 23, 24. 

LORD, search, oh ! search my inmost 
heart. 
And light, and hope, and joy, impart : 
From guilt and error set me free. 
And guide mc safe to heav'n and thee. 
X 2 



748, 



L. M. S. Davis. 

Prayer for tlie Jeivs. 
2 Cor. iii. 14—16. 

LORD ! rend the veil from Israel's eyes ; 
Dispel the gloomy shades of night : 
Thou lovely Star of Jacob, rise. 
And let his children see thy light. 



749 



Watts. 
ITiou canst do every thing. 
Job xlii. 2. 

LORD! when my thoughtful soul surveys 
Fire, air, and earth, and stars, and seas, 
I call them all thy slaves : 
Commission'd by my Father's will. 
Poisons shall cure, or balm shall kill : — 

Vernal suns or zephyr's breath 
May burn or blast the plants to death 

That sharp December saves. 
What can winds or planets boast 

But a precarious pow'r? 
The stin is all in darkness lost! 
Frost shall be fire, and fire be frost, 
When he appoints the hour. 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous. 



750. c. M. Watts. 

Love the Sovereign Grace. 
1 Cor. xiii. 8. 13. 

MY passions hold a pleasing reign 
While love inspires ray breast ; 
Love, the divinest of the train. 

The sov'reign of the rest. 
This is the grace must live and sing. 
When faith and fear shall cease ; 
And sound from ev'ry joyful string 
Through the sweet groves of bliss. 



(Ox, D. L. M. Beddome. 

Desirijig Communion with God. 

Ps. Ixiii. 1. 

MY i-ising soul, with strong desires. 
To perfect happiness aspires, — 
With steady steps would tread the road 
That leads to heav'n — that leads to God. 
I thirst to drink unmingled love 
From the pure Fonntain-head above : 
My dearest Lord, I long to be 
Emptied of sin, and full of thee. 



752, 



New 50th. 



BOWRING. 



/ am thine ; save me. 
Ps. cxix. 94. xxxi. 15, 

MY lot is in thy hand— the night, the day. 
The moon's pale glimm'ring, as the sunny ray, 
Are thine — and thine the midnight of the grave : — 
Oh ! be thou there to strengthen and to save ; 
To light death's valley with thy beam of love. 
And smile a welcome to thy throne above ! 



753. 



D. L. M. 



Kelly. 



Oh ! that I had wings like a dove ; for then 
would I fly away, and be at rest. 

Ps. Iv. 6. 

O SWEET abode of peace and love, 
Where pilgrims, freed from toil, are 
blest! 
Had I the pinions of a dove, 
Pd fly to thee, and be at rest. 
But hush, my soul, nor dare repine ! 
The time my God appoints is best: 
While here, to do his will be mi?ie, 
And his to fix my time of rest. 



754. 



Watts. 



755. 



10s. 



Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation. 
Ps. XXXV. 3. 

OH, for a message from above 
To bear my spirits up ! 
Some pledge of my Creator's love 
To calm my terrors and support my hope ! 

Let waves and thunders mix and roar, 
Be thou my God, and the whole world is 
mine : 
Wliile thou art Sov'reign, Pm secure : 
I shall be rich till thou art poor ; 
For all I fear, and all I wish — heav'n, earth, 
and hell, are thine. 

Young. 



/ know whom I have believed. 



2 Tim. i. 12. 



OTHOU Great Arbiter of life and death ! 
Thy call I follow to the land unknown : 
I trust in Thee, and know in whom I trust ; 
Or life or death is equal ; neither weighs ; 
All weight in this— oh, let rae live to thee 1 



.1 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous. 



756. 



Young. 
God my All. 
Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 



o 



THOU, my all ! 
My theme, my inspiration, and my crown ! 
My strength in age ! my rise in low estate I 
My soul's ambition, pleasure, wealth — my world ! 
My light in darkness ! and my life in death ! 
My boast through time ! bliss in eternity! — 
Eternity, too short to speak thy praise. 
Or fathom thy profound of love to man ! 



757. 



10s. Young. 

Joy and peace in believing. 
Rom. XV. 13. 

OH ! for a joy, that weaves with art divine 
The richest prospect into present peace : 
A joy high privileg'd from chance, time, death ! 
A joy which death shall double, judgment crown ! 

7^0. los. Young. 

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me f 
Matt, xxvii. 46. 50. Mark xv. 34. 37. Luke xxiii. 46. 

OH, what a groan was there ! a groan not His : 
He seiz'd our dreadful right ; the load sustain'd, 
And heav'd the mountain from a guilty world : — 
A thousand worlds so bought Avere bought too dear ! 



759. 



112th. BOWDLER. 

Unfailing Resource under every Trial. 

OH ! why, by passing clouds oppress'd. 
Should vexing thoughts distract thy breast ? 
Turn, turn to him, in ev'ry pain. 
Whom never suppliant sought in vain ; 
Thy strength in joy's extatic day, — 
Thy hope, though joy should pass away. 



760. 



12.11. 12.11. 

Take no thought for the morrow. 
Matt. vi. 34. 



OH ! why should we seek to anticipate sorrow. 
And throw the sweet flow'rs of the present away 
Oh! why should we muse on the cares of to-morrow. 
And lose in its gloom the bright sim of to-day ? 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 

Miscellaneous. 



761, 



6.10. 10.19. SxJiEtE. 

God the Chief Good. 
Ps. iv. 6. 



Oi 



'NE ray of solid hope 
That thou art mine, is worth a thousand worlds : 
Thy presence, Lord, can gild the shades of death. 
And turn the darkness to celestial day. 



762. 



10s. 



Young. 



Dying Friends. 

OUR dying friends are pioneers, to smooth 
Our rugged pass to death ; to break those bars 
Of terror and abhorrence nature throws 
'Cross our obstructed way,— and thus to make 
VFelcome, as safe, our port from ev'ry storm. 



763, 



10s. 



From BowRiNG. 



God is love. 



1 John iv. 3. 16. 



764. 



OUR God is love ! repeats the youthful spring. 
Our God is love ! the summer days proclaim ; 
Our God is love ! th' autumnal valleys sing, 
And winter sweetly echoes to his name. 



3.5.4.5.5.4. S.M. Waring. 



We haxe an Advocate with the Father- 
Jesus Christ the righteous. 

1 John ii. 1. 

PLEAD Thou — oh, plead my cause I 
Each self-excusing plea 
My trembling soul withdraws, 

•And flies to thee ! 
Where Justice rears her throne, 
Ah ! who, save thee alone. 
May stand, thou Righteous Que ■? 
Plead thou my cause ! 



765. 



R 



L. M. Rev T. GaiNFti'.LD. 

The Welcome Sabbath. 

[guest ; 
ETURN, thou wioh'd and welcome 
Thou day of holiuess and rest/ 



Thou best, the dearest of the sev'n, 
Erablem aud harbinger of heav'n ! 



f:^ 



756 



8.8.8.«. 8.8.8.6. 



Watts. 



S" 



Now is the day of salvation. 

2 Cor. vi. 2. 

EIZE the fair minutes wing'd with 
haste ; 

The 7101U that flies may be the last : 
Sei/e the salvation ere 'tis past. 
Nor mourn the blessing gone : 
A thought's delay is ruin here ; 
A closing eye, ■■■■ g sping breath. 
Shuts up th_ gol en scene in death, 
And drowns you in despair. 



SINGLE VEHSES, AND FEAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous, 



767. 



.7. 7.7. D. 



T. Moore. 



When thou saidst, Seek ye my face j my 
Tieart said unto thee, Thy face. Lord, will 
I seek. 

Ps. sxvii. 8. 



SINCE first thy -word awoke my heart — 
Thy brightness beaming o'er me, — 
Where'er I turn my eyes, thou art 

All light and love before me : 
And, while thy smiling face I see, 
All bonds of earth I sever — 
Thee, O Lord! and only thee, 
I live for, now and ever. 



769. 



Like him, whose fetters dropp'd away 

When light shone o'er his prison. 
My spirit, touch'd by mercy's ray. 

Has from her chains arisen : 
And shall a spirit thus made free 

Return to bondage ? — Never ! 

Thee, Lord ! and only thee, 

I live for, now and ever. 



768, 



L. M. 



Steele. 



103. 



On the Death of an Infant. 
Job xiv. 2. 

SO fades the lovely, blooming flow'r, 
Fi'ail, smiling solace of an hour ; 
So soon our transient comforts fly, 
And pleasure only blooms to die. 

Ret. J. East. 



Sabbath Evening, 



SWEET hour ! it seems the Sabbath's own repose ! 
Its gentle breeze feels like the breath of heav'n ! 
Its twilight, as the dawn of glory, beams 
With soften'd radiance ; while the whisp'ring airs 
Swell on the ear as echoes from the blest : 
My Saviour, let me give the hour to thee. 



770. 



10s. 



Young. 



Christian Morality, 

TALK they of morals, O thou bleeding Love I 
Thou maker of new morals for mankind ! 
The grand morality is love of thee. 

Ill* 8 10s. & 6. BOAVRING. 

The glorious Land of Rest. 
Heb. iv. 9. 



THERE is a land where everlasting suns 
Shed everlasting brightness — where the soul 
Drinks from the living streams of love, that roll 
By God's high throne !— myriads of glorious ones 
Bring their accepted ofiF'ring: oh ! how blest 
To look from this dark prison to that shrine, 
T' inhale one breath of paradise divine — 
And enter into that eternal rest 

Which waits the sons of God I 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous. 



772. 



10s. 



Milton. 



The Glory of God in the Works of Creation. 



THESE are thy glorious works. Parent of good ; 
Almighty, thine this universal frame : 
Thus wondrous fair ; Thyself how wondrous then ! 



t (O, L. M. Bow RING. 

Acceptable Worship. 

THE secret sigh, the silent pray'r. 
The contrite spirit wafts above. 
Will meet with sweet acceptance there. 
And bloom around the throne of love. 



774. 



BowaiNG. 



The day it thine, the night also is thine. 
Ps. Ixxiv. 10. 

THINE is the ev'ning's twilight ray. 
And thine the veil that shades the 
day: 
Thine is the music, Father! thine 
The morning's minstrel's songs divine. 



776. 



Thy footsteps imprint the morning hills 
Thy voice is heard in the music of rills. 
In the song of birds and the heav'nly chorus 
That nature utters, around us, o'er ns: 
Dead is the sense, and dull the ear. 
That cannot perceive thee every where. 



775. 



7s, 



Mrs. Masters. 



10s. 



The Pleasures of Religion. 

1 Tim. iv. 8. vi. 6. 

'ri"^IS religion that can give 

JL Sweetest pleasures while we live ; 
'Tis religion must supply 
Solid comfort when we die : 
After death its joys will be 
Lasting as eternity ! 



Bow RING. 



Disinterested Obedience. 



^finiS not thy wrath — 'tis not thy dreadful frown, 
■ Which keeps my step in duty's narrow way : 
Lord ! I would fear thee, though I fear'd not hell ; 
And love thee, though I had no hopes of heav'n. 



777. 



3.10.10.6. RowE. 

/ would not live alway. 
Job vii. 16. 



w> 



HEN, my soul. 
Oh! when shall thy release from cumbrous flesh 
Pass the great seal of heav'n ? What happy hour 
Shall give thy thoughts a loose to soar, and trace 
The intellectual world 2 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 

Miscellaneous. 



77 O. los. Young. 

Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was. 
Eccl. xii. r. 

WHAT though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? 
Earth's highest station ends in—" Here he lies ; " 
And " Dust to dust'^ concludes her noblest song. 



779. 



(.6. 8.8.6. Watts. 

In him divelleth all the fulness of the 

Godhead bodily. 

Col. ii. 9. 

WHATEVER speaks the Godhead 
great. 
And fit to be ador'd — 
Whatever makes the creature sweet, 
And worthy of my passions, meet 
Harmonious in my Lord. 



780. 



112th. 



BOWEING. 



781, 



lOs. 



Evening Commimion with God. 

WHEN in the darkness, deep and dull, 
The shining stars look beautiful; 
When the blue heav'ns that we behold 
Are sprinkled o'er with living gold. 
And the calm breeze speaks whisp'ringly — 
We hold communion. Lord ! with thee. 

J. H. 



Be careful for nothing. 
Phil. iv. 6. 

WITH minds serene, quit ev'ry anxious care, 
And ev'ry cross with sweet submission bear ; 
Your Father's care to all your wants extends. 
And wisely sent is ev'ry cross he sends. 



782, 



C. M. 



Family Prayer. 



Burns. 



- [coast, 

WHEN, soon or late, we reach the 
O'er life's rough ocean driv'n; 
May we be found, no wand'rer lost, 
A family in heav'n. 



784. 



7s. 



70v3. 8.8. 8.4. BOWBING. 

God is love. 

1 John iv. 8. 16. 

YES .' God is love— a thought like this 
Can ev'ry gloomier thought remove. 
And turn all tears, all woes to bliss— 
For God is love. 

BOWRING. 



Our heart shall rejoice in him. 



Ps. xxxiii. 21. 



Phil. iii. 1. 



YES, the Lord shall be my joy ! 
He shall be my hope, my strength 
My rejoicing he shall be ! 
He will lead my soul at length 
To his own felicity. 



SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. 



Miscellaneous, 



|0^» Watts. 

Jffope in DarTtnest, 
Ps. xlii. 8. Cant. ii. 16. 

YET, gracious God, 
Yet -will I seek thy smiling face: 
What, though a short eclipse his beauties shroud. 
And bar the influence of his rays? 
'Tis but a morning vapor, or a summer cloud: 
He is my Sun though he refuse to shine ; 
Though for a moment he depart, 
I dwell for ever on his heart — 
For ever he on mine. 

7B0. S. M. Wabing. 

The Setting Sun an Emblem of a Glorious Futurity. 

YON sapphire clouds and those gleams divine — 
Oh ! they tell of a rest far brighter than mine : — 
A land of all that is hallow'd and dear; 
A land of love undash'd with a tear ; 
Of spring whose warblers no winter shall dread ; 
Of flow'rs ne'er braided to die o'er the dead ; 
" Of glories unknown in a world such as this ; 
Of transports untold in an Eden of bliss ! " 




INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



A cloud of witnesses around 437 

A deeper shade shall soon impend. . . . 493 

A dying, risen Jesus 83 

A higher destiny is mine 645 

A kingdom of immense delight 379 

A moment give a loose to grief 66 

A sacred spring, at thy command 137 

A thousand ways in ruin end 297 

A thousand worlds 683 

A voice comes fiora Ramah 679 

A word of his almighty breath 44 

Absent from flesh ! illustrious day 467 

Absent from flesh ! then rise, my soni. . 467 
Absent from thee, my guide, my light 400 

Accept our faint attempts to love 530 

Acquaint thee, O mortal 102 

Adieu to all below the skies 175 

Adoring angels round him fall 44 

After warfare, rest is pleasant 451 

Again he comes, — a mighty cloud 08 

Age on age shall roll along 709 

Agonizing in the garden 106 

Ah ! born to nobler ends 5C5 

Ah I I shall miss thee in my train 147 

Ah ! no, 'tis a feverish dream 542 

Ah ! should I fear to own thy name . . 300 

Ah ! why that sigh 356 

Alas ! for the parent 679 

Alas ! how frail our state i said 1 552 

Alas 1 the brightest and the best 508 

All — all thy love proclaim 416 

All earthly ;,oys are overweigh'd 288 

All else is vaiii— the days to come . .. 115 

All hail ! ye fair, celestial shores 400 

All honor to his name 4.^6 

All T meet, I find assists me 555 

All in vain is winter gone 223 

All in vain would they bid me retire. . 205 

All is tranquil and serene 669 

All my capacious pow'rs can wish .... 316 

All nature owns his guardian care 10 

All nature sings thy boundless love .. 100 

All our immortal hopes are laid 72 

All pow'r is in his hand 190 

All that Spring, with bounteous hand 248 
All things are ready, — sinners come.. 109 

Almighty God, reveal thy grace 398 

Almighty goodness, pow'r divine 1 

Along the lovely scene 89 

Already he has gain'd the goal 149 

Y 



Amaz'd, we traverse o'er the scenes.. 340 

Amazing love ! that stoop'd so low 264 

Amen ! with joy divine 199 

Amid the dark, the dismal scene 170 

Amid the gloomy scenes of life 403 

Amid the roaring of the sea 396 

Amid the storms below 425 

Amid the various cares of day 499 

Amid these gloomy wilds below 98 ,. 

Among the saints on earth 568 

Among them there was one, whose eye 57 
And are we ever doom'd to mourn... 577 

And bitter were our sojourn here 125 

And can I longer wish to stay 459 

And can no sov'reign balm be found 84 
And can-t thou— wilt thou yet forgive 128 
And didst thou bleed, for sinners bleed fcO 

And didst thou pity mortal woe 56 

And didst thou save a trembling frame 56 

And does the King of Glory wake 491 

And earthly friendships, fair and gay 174 
And ev'ry stream more gently flows . . 178 
And false the light on glory's plume.. 168 

And if one passing pang I feel 562 

And if thy glories here be found 36 

And in the shade, when thou must die 108 
And life itself, that chequer'd scene.. 506 

And long, with heart-felt pain 86 

And love is vain— for she, so fair 159 

And must we leave the banks of life. . 599 
And now his hand has crown'd our toil 478 
And now more pure the dew drop seems 525 
And now their fleeting day is past. . . . 604 

And now they sink the lofty tone 670 

And o'er me thy radiance pour 542 

And oft thy syren voice would charm 692 
And oh! — when I have safely pass'd.. 76 
And oh ! when the whirlwind of passion 215 
And rise to Thee— to Thee whose hand 515 

And shall my guilty fears prevail 400 

And shall we long and wish in vain.. 186 

And should it even break 334 

And since once more thou wilt appe^ir 680 
And still, though the day-light is fled 542 
And such a Sabbath, bright and pure 525 
And such were life, without the ray.. 127 
And the dragon shall dwell in thy palace 674 
And the firstborn of Egj pt are dying 67J, 

And the fond mother's hope 67} 

And the hearths of that country 671 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



And the heav'ns and their glories.... 656 

>\nd the Judge shall descend 656 | 

And the widows of Ashur 675 

And the young brother clings 671 

And the young mother wakes 671 

And then the peace that Jesus beams 532 

And there fell the youth 671 

And there lay the infant 671 

And there lay the rider 675 

And there lay the steed 675 

And this shall cheer the lonely way.. 575 

And thou, beloved clay 608 

And thou, blest Spirit, deign to blow 322 

And thou, refulgent orb of day 465 

And thus have ev'n the young in years 172 
And thus shall faith's consoling pow'r 633 

And time shall so suddenly steal 542 

And wealth is vain — the ev'ning gale 159 
And when from paradise an exile driv'n 692 
And when my Saviour calls me home 443 
And when the'pillars of the world. .. . 6 
And when the vain shadows of time 649 
And when the welcome message comes 375 

And when this lisping...' 123 

And while the meaner creatures sing 32 

And while we share the gifts 537 

And who would sigh for its return... 520 

And why, O thou Victor 678 

And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear. . . . 513 
And wilt thou show thy smiling face. . 5 

And ye of meaner birth 235 

And yet ten thousand thousand more.. 110 
Angels and men, resign your claim... 23 

Angels are lost in sweet surprise 12 

Angela, let the ransom'd stranger .... 651 
Anon, he bursts the gates of death. ... 69 
Approach, ye poor, no more refuse. .. 534 

Arabia's desart-ranger IS9 

Are there no foes for me to face 445 

Are there not feelings from above.... 58S 
Are there not pleasures of the soul . . . 164 
Arise, my soul, from deep distress. , . . 399 
Around him, o'er him, he creates.... 115 

Arpnnd it storms of trouble blow 552 

Around our coasts, by thy command.. 589 

Around the cross his glory shines 340 

Around thy throne of dazzling light.. 13 
Aronnd thy throne the rainbow shines 120 
Array'd iu'his refulgent beams ye shine 75 

Array'd in living green 124 

Art nigh, and yet my lab'ring mind.. 21 
Art thou not mine, my living Lord... 114 

'As a mother counts the days 222 

'As blooms the lowly llovv'r 571 

As by the light of op'ning day 292 

As days of cltar shining 95 

As much the world's good-will I share 560 
As o'er thy works the seasons roll.... 34 

As on the torturing cross he hung 69 

As spring, the winter, — day, the night 105 
As still to the star of its worship.. .'.. 272 

As through a glass I dimly see 50 

As to all the doubts and questions.... 366 
As with a seraph's voice to sing ..... 457 
Asham'd of Jesus ? just as soon ...... 299 

Asham'd of Jesus ? sooner far 299 

Asham'd of Jesus? that dear friend .. 299 

Asham'd of Jesus ? yes, I may 299 

Assist me, gracious God 236 

Ai»iii vne, while I wander here $29 



Assume, my tongue, a nobler strain.. 590 
At first we start, and feel distress'd . . 283 
At his right hand the slaughter'd Lamb 660 

At home, abroad, what sweets 182 

At length — she rose, complete 238 

At morn we flourish like the grass ... 7 
At the sweet mention of his love. ... 385 
Attend, ye sons of wealth and pomp.. 621 
Attendant plagues around him stand.. 533 

Author and Guardian of my life 271 

Author of life and endless joy 374 

Awake 1 thy sweetest raptures raise.. 197 
Away, each grov'lling, anxious care.. 433 

Away, these interposing days 618 

Away, ye false; delusive toys 483 

Aye, thou may'st smile, but not in scorn 662 

B 
Be all my heart, and all my days..., 535 
Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms 333 

Be his kingdom now promoted 195 j 

Be mine the comforts that reclaim... 332 ! 
Be still, my soul, and wait his hour.. 472 

Be thou my friendly guard 505 

Be thou our comfort, mighty God 631 

Be wise, and make his favor sure. . . . 482 
Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings 234 
Before corruption, guilt, and fear.... 422 

Before him, on the mountains 189 

Before our Father's throne 566 

Before the pond'rons earthly globe. .. 6 

Before the radiance of thine eye 5 

Before thine ansurpris'd survey 13 

Before whose high and dazzling throne 33 

Begone for ever, mortal things.. 288 

Begone, unworthy of my cares 81 j 

Begone, with all your soothing charms 289 I 

Begone, ye gilded vanities 179 

Behold Jehovah's royal hand. ........ 433 

Behold ! little children, he cries 625 

Behold, ray vital blood I pour 129 

Behold th' angelic bands 64 

Behold the tiery deluge roll 655 

Behold ! the youthful spiing is come. . 473 

Behold your King 186 

Being, whose all-pervading might. . . . 515 
Beneath the hostile, dreadful sword.. 696 
Beneath the senate and the ihrcne... 590 

Beneath the word of life we die 395 

Beneath thy soul-veviving ray 310 ' 

Bethesda's pool has lost its pow'r.. . . 57 

Bewailing and wonder 201 

Beyond those crystal vaults 325 

Birds, on wings of rapture soar 233 

Blessed fold! no foe can enter 651 

Blest be the kind, the gracious pow'r 289 
Blest be tiiy hand, which from the skies 322 

Blest hope I — and sure as blest 126 

Blest Jesus ! let this awful scene 598 

Blest Saviour, introduc'd by thee.... 437 
Blest seraphs sing thy matchless love 268 

Blest with his w ondrous love 425 

Blest with thy presence, I could meet 96 

Blind unbelief is sure to err 49 

Blissful period of repose 462 

Bonds of everlasting love 143 

Born by a new, celestial birth 330 

Born from the flesh, a thousand foes. . 328 
Borne through the wilderness in wrath 672 
Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 63 
Brethren, join iu iupplication 192 



mDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



Brethren, let us freely offer... i^.. , .. 

Brigades of angels lin'd the way 

Bright realms of bliss 

Bright scenes of bliss, unclouded skies 
Bright terrors guard thine awful seat 
Bright world of bliss I oh, could I see 

Brightest and best of the sons 

Bring, then, the solemn harp, and share 
Britain's God, ye shores, resound it.. 
Burst thy shackles — drop thy clay . . . . 

But a day is coming fast 

But ah, how far from mortal sight ... 
But ah .' how wide my spirit flies .... 

But ah ! in vain 1 strive to join 

But ah ; my inward spirit cries 

But ah ! the song how faint it flows.. 

But ah ! there existed a few 

But ah ! these sweet moments are fled 
But ah I this weak, inconstant mind. . 
But ah I thou hast many a lov'd one. . 
But ah I too soon the pleasing scene.. 
But brighter and fairer than star or sun 
But cares and trifles make or find. . . . 

But down to earth, alas ! in vain 

But ere that trumpet shakes 

But faith can look before 

But fix'd, O God ! for ever stands. . . . 

But flow'rs of paradise 

But for this hope, this blessed stay... 

But frail mortality in vain 

But gentler things shall tune his name 

But habit and tradition sway'd 

But had thy mien to outward sight. . . 

But he, for his own mercy's sake 

But how shall mortal tongues express 

But I forbid my sorrows now 

But I have aris'u in my glory at length 

But if eternal gladness 

But if my Saviour be with me 

But if thine approving smile 

But I'll retire beneath the cross 

But in the gospel it appears 

But infinitely happier he 

But Jesus pitied my distress 

But Jeaves the greenest will decay... 

But let the creatures fall around 

But life attends tite deathful sound. . . 

But lo ! the great Deliv'rer sails 

But love attempers ev'ry ray 

But may a poor, bewilder'd soul 

But no such sacrifice I plead 

But not defenceless, O my soul 

But, O my Lord, otne look from thee 

But oft these shadowy joys elude 

But oft would guilt appear 

But oh ! be thou, my Saviour, nigh .. 

But oh ! from human tongues 

But oh ! how slow our stupid souls.. . 

But oh ! no foe invades the bliss 

But oh ! our highest notes the theme. . 

But oh ! that biigliter world above . . . 

But oh ! that vast transition 

But oh ! the lawless range 

But oh ! when gloomy doubts prevail 

But oh ! where'er she turns the ground 

But One can yet perform the deed.. 

But placid and peaceful 

But saints from death itself shall rise 

But see, a ray of light 

But see the wonders of his pow'r. . . . 



90 
551 
678 
650 
315 
429 
116 

18 
115 
422 
144 

13 

60 
590 
186 
219 
212 
491 
423 
155 

86 
409 
236 
395 
323 
238 
244 
620 
505 
168 



But should unexpected pleasure 642 

But shout, O ye heavens 201 

But, since thou art ever near 183 

But, soon as Jesus' banner 193 

But soon its transient charms decay. . 175 
But soon the lovely flow'rs thatdeck'd 700 
But soon those transient visions fled. . 559 

But the monitory strain 697 

But the sun is high, and the dew is dry 699 
But, the third day's dawning come. . . 263 
But there are joys that cannot die. . . . 586 
But there's a tide remains, at lasi. . . . 680 

But these are only passing things 489 

But these are selfish thoughts 147 

But this delightful season must decay 476 
But this, with boldness, 1 proclaim . . 372 
But those cloudless hours that blest me 170 
But thou hast brethren here below... 584 
But thou wilt heal the wounded heart 160 
But though all earthly hope be fled.. 541 
But though the poison lurks within .. 323 
But wait, my soul, and cherish still.. 710 

But wait the interposing gloom 626 

But we have brighter hopes — we know 580 
But wears th' eternal smile of joy ... 665 
But when pale sickness dims his eye 146 
But when — that awful conflict o'er. .. 257 
But when we view thy strange design 134 

But where no storms can chill 574 

But where the souls 599 

But while thy sufferings I survey. . . . 535 
But, while we listen with surprise.... 283 
But why does that celestial flow'r.... 322 

But why should terrestrial ties 542 

But why from Calvary retreat 133 

But, with thee to lead us on 165 

By cooling streams and soft'ning shovtr'rs 1 

By ev'ry name of pow'r and love 406 

By faith I see the land 438 

By foreign streams no longer roam. . . 197 

By my heav'nly Father blest 509 

By thy command, where'er I stray. . . 353 
C 

Call not earth a barren spot 37 

Calm as the summer's ocean, we 13 

Calm was the setting of that summer 621 
Can aught beneath a pow'r divine ... 94 

Can he who died for sinners 346 

I Can 1 behold that closing eye 61 

! Can I grieve thee, whom J love 361 

I Can I — may I — loaihsosr.e, wounded.. 2HI 
I Can I my bleeding Saviour view .... 228 

Can I survey this scene of woe 60 

Can 1 trust a fellow-being 651 

Can laughter feed th' immortal mind 343 
Can wo stay where death is hov'ring 439 
Canst thou, my soul, to heav'n allied 387 

Cease, then, fond nature 620 

Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to monrn... 329 

Celestial King, thy blazing pow'r 41 

Cheer'd by a signal so divine 218 

Cheer'd with thy light, the gloomy vale 612 

Children of Adam! all appear 655 

Christians, dry your flowing tears.. . . 63 

Close by its banks, in order fair ]37 

Clouds and thick darkness veil 504 

Cold on his cradle the dew-drops 33 

Come, and I'll pardon all thy sin .... 108 

Come, and let us feel thee nigh 222 

Come, and view his mortal grave .... &17 



INDEX. 



I^ir-Mt Lines of Verses. 



Come and see his dying bed 617 

Come, bless the Lord . T 52-2 

Come, come, my Redeemer 464 

Come, decirest Lord, extend thy reign 262 
Come, dearest Lord, tliy love can raise 3S5 
Come, dearest Lord, thy pow'r impait 60 
Come, dearest Lord, with pow'r divine 309 
Conxe, faith and hope, celestial pair.. 356 
Come, heav'n, and fill my vast desires 2S8 

Come, heav'n-born faith ' 324 

Come, ill son ow and contrition Ill 

Come, Lord, thy sov'reign pow'r .... 302 
Come, Sacred Spirit, seal the name.. 218 
Come, saints, and drop a tear or two 63 
Come, shout aloud the Father's grace 376 
Come, smiling liope, and joy sincere 373 
Come, sov'reign Lord, dear Saviour.. 022 

Come, then, my soul, and leave 45 

Come, then, to this Physician 83 

Come, ye angelic envoys, come 457 

Come, ye blessed of my Father 65^ 

Come, ye weary, heavy-laden 106 

Compassion's voice salutes the ear... 582 

Consign'd to everlasting death 24 

Content, on earth I pass my days. . . . 308 

.Content with beholding his face ..... 314 

Convicted by thy righteous law. ..... 24 

Could I be cast where thou art not. . . 182 

Could I for a moment deem 183 

Could I joy his saints to meet 339 

Could my heart so hard remain 339 

Created pow'rs, how weak they be. . . 12 
Creatures no more divide my choice 292 

Crimes of such horror to forgive 23 

Crown, gracious God, thy gifts 590 

Crown him, ye martyrs of our God.. 188 

Crucified to all below 494 

D 

Daily visitations come... 597 

Dangers have oft confess'd thy pow'r 27 

Dangers of ev'ry shape and name 396 

Dark. are thy ways of providence.... 540 
Dark — rlark was the tempest without 282 

Dark is our path 194 

Darkness, wild with horror, forms. . . 40 
Dart from thine own celestial flame. . 18 

Day is for mortal care 706 

Dear, dying Lamb ! thy precious biood 123 
Dear Jesus, smooth that rugged way. . 549 

Dear Lord, and shall 1 ever be 331 

Dear Lord, exert thy conqu'ring grace 73 
Dear Lord, forbid ! oh ! bind this heart 228 

Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine 314 

Dear Lord, regard my feeble cry 472 

Dear Lord, since thou hast broke 422 

Dear name ! the rock on which I build SO 

Dear Saviour, at thy feet I lie 82 

Dear Saviour, break these fetters off 145 
Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts.. 404 
Dear Saviour, let thy boundless grace 456 

Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine 275 

Dear Saviour, let thy Spirit seal 607 

Dear Saviour, thy victorious love 601 

Dear Saviour, to thy cross 489 

Dear Shepherd, if 1 stray 89 

Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few 564 

Dear Sov'reign of my soul's desires. . 81 
Death and judgment, heav'n and hell 597 
Death came not clad in form of fear. . 021 
Death spreads like winter's frozen arms 626 



Death ! 'tis an awful, solemn sound . . 598 

Death, with his icy hand 425 

Death's footsteps around I shall hear 542 

Deep in unfathomable mines 49 

Delightful hour! how soon will night 532 

Delightful scene ! a world at rest 532 

Destruction waits t' obey his frown.. 12 

Devoted as it is to thee , 207 

Devoted to thy fear 505 

Did I feel that blessed freedom 447 

Did I meet no trials here 448 

Did woe their " life of life" consume 003 
Didst thou regard the beggar's cry... 56 
Diffusing life, his influence spreads.. 1 
Discord and strife those regions fly.. 459 
Dissolve thou the bond that detains.. 461 
Divine Instructor! gracious Lord.... 98, 

Do not I love thee from my soul 305 

Do we not dwell in clouds below . . . 609 
Does he not bid the weary come .... 365 

Does pure Religion charm thee 142 

Does vain discourse, or empty mirth 343 
Domestic bonds — these, these are dear 321 

Dost thou a Father's bowels feel 113 

Down, then, with self-exalting thoughts 45 
Down through the portals of the sky 52 

Each breast with strong devotion glows 660 
Each flutt'ringhope, each anxiousftar 691 
Each rolling year new favors brought 249 
Earth flies, with all her soothing charms 312 
Earth from afar has heard thy fame.. 260 
Earth- her valleys and her mountains 39 
Earth may,with all her pow'rs, dissolve 411 

Earth's blooming face 233 

Eat, O my friends — the Saviour cries 536 
E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 123 
Enchanting prospects court the eye.. 384 
Endless pleasure, pai» excluding.. .. 635 
Engage this roving, treach'rous heart 296 
Enough, then — my heart shall no more 539 
Enter, dear Lord, with all thy train.. 371 
Ere bow'd beneath affliction's rod . .. 578 
Ere long, the sun, with genial ray ... 471 

Ere men ador'd, or angels knew 6 

Eternal life thy words impart. 166 

Eternal mansions! bright array 458 

Eternal pleasures fill her train 103 

Eternal Pow'r ! our cause defend .... 561 

Epithet-exhausting ocean 39 

Ev'n darkness has a cheering smile.. 178 
Ey'n from the glories of his tTirone . . 4<3 

Even here, all pain is fleeting 417 

Ev'n should this star be clouded here 575 

Ev'ry earthly joy excels 138 

Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain 654 

Ev'ry sun of splendid ray 255 

Exile, nor prison do I fear 550 

Extinguishes the thirst of sin 121 

Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy.. 703 

F 
Fain would T mount and penetrate... 527 
Fain would I soar and stretch my flight 331 

Faint, beneath the toils of life 462 

Fair, distant land! could mortal eyes 662 

Fair emblem of eternal rest 525 

Fair garlands of immortal bliss 630 

Fairest of all ihe stars of light 92 

Faith almost changes into sight 651 

Faith clave to the crucified Lamb.... 539 



INDEX. 



First Linen of Verses. 



Faith, rising upward, points her view 
Faitii, too, — th' appropriating grace.. 

Far from all habitation 

Far o'er the lee it lay 

Farewell, the dearest union 

Farewell to the light of the eye 

Farewell to the sweets of the spring.. 
Farewell, vain world .' to all thy bliss 

Father ! glorify thy name 

Father of mercies, God of love 

Father of spirits ! in thy love 

Fight on, my faithful band — he cries. . 
Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul. . 
Finest radiance smiling round them.. 
Finish'd— all the types and shadows.. 
Fix'd ou my God, my heart, adore.. . 

Flames of encircling love invest 

Flocks that whiten all the plain 

Floods of tribulation heighten 

Flow, wondrous stream 

Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel 

Foes may harm us; but the dearest .. 
Follow'd, through ev'ry changing sc«;ne 

Foolish heaits and fond desires 

For a season call'd to part 

For ever let my grateful heart 

For ever permanent and lix'd 

For ev'ry thirsty, longing heart 

For him shall pray'r unceasing 

For man and beast, here, daily food.. 

For never shall my soul despair 

For the angel of death spread his wings 

For the blessings of the tield 

For thee I left the realms of light 

For there the Lord commands 

For this I lift my voice 

For thou, within no walls confiu'd... 

For you the public pray'r is made 

For when this frame decays 

Frail bark, on that bright summer sea 

Fresh causes of distress occur 

Friendship with kindred souls how dear 
From earth his freed affections rise .. 



rom ev'ry piercing sorrow 



From Jesus, — who alone can give.... 
From realms of death beneath. ..' . . . 

From sorrow, toil, and pain 

Prom thee my mercies flow 

From thee the breath of life he drew 

From this narrow vale of clay 

From this vile flesh, what countless ills 
From thy gracious presence flows. . . . 
From thy great self thy being springs 
FuH of joyful expectation 

G 

Gaze on the fire-stream, pouring 

Gently the passing spirit fled 

Gently, with tht dav^ning ray 

Give glory to the Lord 

Give me a Bible in my hand 

Give me a calm, a thankful heart 

Give rae, Lord, a place 

Give me to taste that sacred food 

Go, then, — earthly fame and trea.-nre 

Go, you that rest upon the law 

God, in Israel, sows the seeds 

Qod is in heav'n, but man below 

God is thy God ! thou shall walk 

Cod of vengeance .' from above 

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God scorns not humble things 

God, the eternal, mighty God 

God's only Son (stupendous grace)... 

Good when he gives, sui<reniely good 

Grace all the work shall crown 

Grace first contriv'd a way 

Grace is a plant, Vv-here'er it grows. . . 

Grace taught my roving feet 

Grant, gracious God, this one request 

Great Advocate! aJmii^hty FrieiiJ!... 

Great Godl and wilt tliou condescend 

Great God! assist me through the light 

Great God! create my soul anew 

Great God ! forgive our feeble lays... 

Great God of hosts ! accept the song. . 

Great God, thy sov'reign grace impart 

Great God, to thine almighty love - . . 

Great Source of life and joy supreme 

Great Source of light, thy beamsdisplay 

Great Source of my comforts restor'd 

Guard me by thy heav'nly care 

Guilty, but with heart relenting 

H 

Had I a throne above the rest ....... 

Had 1 but one hope, reviving 

Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord 

Had they who watch'd and waited there 

Hail, great Immanuel ! let my song . . 

Hail, mighty Prince! thy kingdom... 

Hail, Prince of life ! for ever hail. . . . 

Hail, Prince ! they cry, for ever hail. . 

Hail to the land of our toils 

Happy the mind by heav'n inspir'd .. 

Happy the souls alone 

Happy who are call'd to share 

Happy, ye saints above the skies 

Hark ! how, beyond the narrow'bounds 

1 1 ark ! how he prays 

Hark ! how the sacred theme resounds 

Hark ! the cherubic armies shout . — 

Hark ! the saints' triumphant chorus 

Hark ! those bursts of acclamation . . . 

Has cheei"'d the nations with the joys 

H as he his loving kindness 

Hast thou a lainb in all liiy flock .... 

Hast thou a rival in my breast. 

Hast thou not bid me seek thy face .. 

Have you felt a kind emotion 

Have you lost a friend — a brother 

Have you no dear ones 

Have you no words'? ah ! think again 

Have you not known aSaviovn's grace 

He bade the soft, refreshing gale 

j He builds his house upon a rock 

He, by whose all-commanding word.. 

He comes, from thickest films of vice 

He comes, the bi-oken heart to bind.. 

He comes, the pris'ners to release . . . 

He coriies, to break oppression 

He died, to raise to lite and joy 

j He died! — ye seraphs, tune your songs 

' He draws from human littleness 

I He freely redecni'd, with his blood .. 
I He gave his Son, his only Son 

He in (he thickest darkness dwells. . . 
j He, in these sereiiest hours 

He knows in heav'n (here dwells .... 
I He knows that ail these glitt'ring thi)igh 

He knows what argumcnfs I'd take. . 

Kc, Lord of all tiie worlds on high. . . 



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INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



He, once .i victor, bleeding 620 

He rides unseen on the hurrying storm 500 

He rales with wide and absolute 238 

He saw me piung'd iu deep distress.. 71 

He saw the struggling beams 23S 

He shines, and I am all delight 2S0 

He smiles — and new worlds 500 

He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 667 
He snatch'd you from hell and the grave 261 
He spake, and heav'n's high arches ring 129 
He spake the wondrous word, and lo .' 30 
He speaks, and lo ! all nature shakes 41 
He spreads his kind, supporting arms 363 

He strengthens my spirit 29 

He that distributes crowns and thrones 131 
He that drinks shall live for ever .... Ill 

'He that form'd me in the womb 381 

He that has made my heas''n secure. . 318 
He who, 'midst the world's delusions. . 345 

He who onward moves, pursuing 345 

He whose believing heart is fix'd .... 553 

Health and ev'ry needful blessing 591 

Hearts from which 'twas death to sever 579 
Hear me, O thou bleeding Saviour. . . 447 

Hear the heralds of the gospel 279 

Hear, then, my iirm re«olve — and now 562 

Heav'n calls, and can I yet delay 392 

Heav'u-directed spirits, rise 240 

Heav'uly Father! gracious name 509 

Heav'nward rise .' — 'tis Heav'n 573 

Hence av/ay, ye dark surmises 139 

Hence, then, ye black, despairing. ... 7 
Hence would I learn, for all I have.. 38 
Her autumn brings its ripen'd fruits. . 33 
Her part in those fair realms of bliss. . 543 
Her pow'rful aid supports the soul . . . 117 

Her riches are divine 118 

Her song of gratitude is sung 33 

Here, all is rest and sweet repose.... 279 

Here, at thy feet, 1 wait thy will 130 

Here, benighted and forlorn 462 

Here he exalts neglected worms 42 

Here let my faith unshaken dwell 114 

Here let my spirit rest 89 

Here let our constant feet abide 88 

Here let our pow'rs unite 537 

Here may our unborn sons 274 

Here may thine ears attend 274 

Here may we prove the pow'r of pray'r 564 

Here, mines of heav'niy wealth 98 

Here, my guilty state deploring 281 

Here, O my soul, thy trust repose 114 

Here, on the mercy-seat 276 

Here, pardon, life, aud joys divine. . . 87 
Here, perfect bliss can ne'er be found 354 

Here, springs of consolation rise 98 

Here, the dark veils of flesh and sense 50 
Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows 98 
Here, the Redeemer's welcome Voice 98 

Here, the whole Deityis known 134 

Here, we supplicate thy throne 277 

Here, we survey that love 537 

Here, woodbines climb 476 

Here's love and grief beyond degree. . 63 

High above all height his throne 233 

High o'er th' angelic bands he rears. . 66 

High on a throne of radiant light 584 

High on his Father's royal seat 78 

High seated on a blazing throne 660 

Him, in all my works, 1 seek 301 



Him to know is life and peace ...... 301 

Himself invites me to the skies 327 

His acts may change, but not his heart 413 
His bowels to our worthless race .... 44 

His counsels and his tender care 409 

His eye is still waking 516 

His hand a thousand blessings ponrs. . 71 

His happiness in part is mine 434 

His heart, where love and pity dweHr 228 
His hopes still tix'd on joys to come 452 

His love in time past -. 367 

His love — what mortal thought 265 

His name yields the richest perfume.. 314 

His providence unfolds the book 42 

His purposes will ripen fast 49 

His rule is wondrous — at his will 544 

His temple is yonder arch stiblime... 500 

His voice sublime is heard afar 19 

His word blots out the sun 643 

His words the happy parents hear. . . . l4o 

Hither of old th' Almighty came 672 

Honor is vain — tlie voice of fame .... 159 
Hope is my helmet, faith my shield.. 444 
Hope looks beyond the bounds of time 626 
Hope smiles amid the deepest gloom 624 

How beautiful tlie vernal day 644 

How bitter that cup 367 

How^ blest th' unbodied minds above 391 
How blissful will there be the meeting 455 

How boundless the gratitude due 556 

How criminal his fond delight 394 

How damp were tJie vapors 59 

How eager are my thoughts to roam.. 386 
How from thy presence should I go.. 22 
How sirateftil the waves were at first 282 

How long beneath the law I lay 344 

How many blessings round me shone 249 

How oft to the message of peace 539 

How precious are thy thoughts of peace 22 
How shall affrighted mortals dare. ... 15 

How shall I meet this potent foe 605 

How short your highest praises fall .. 14 
How should I look with pitying eye.. 181 
How should I love thee, and adore... 206 
How should our songs, like those above 275 

How slow are human things 334 

How straight tiie path appears 436 

How strange, how wondrous is thy love 5 
How the poor sailors stand amaz'd. .. 712 
How we could ev'n contend to lay... 618 
Ho V,' weak the prison where I dwell.. 552 

How will my happy spirit mount 258 

How will my heart endure 657 

How will our joy and w onder rise. . . 653 

Howl, winds of night 19 

Hush'd is the tumult of the dav 519 

I 

I am lost without thy ray. 401 

I ask not \vealth, nor pomp, nor pow'r 4S4 

I call to recollection 414 

I come, thj' servant, Lord, replies. . . . 434 

I delivei-'d thee when bound 338 

I feel my warmest passions dead 304 

I go where God and glory shine 467 

I iiave a mansion bnilt above 552 

I have m.y days of combat known 449 

I have trodden the wine-press of Edom 678 

I hear, but seem to hear in vain 349 

I hear the voice — Ye dead, arise 653 

I hear thy groans with deep surprise. . 535 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



I knew him, though his thorny crown 

I know — I feel liow mean 

I know them, and I hate their din... 
I know not — but I soon shall know.. 

I languish for superior joy 

I long to lay this painful head 

I look around, — a thousand things. . . . 

I love to worship at his feet 

1 lov'd to gaze upon thy face 

I often long to see my God 

I own my guilt, thy charge confess.* 

I see the Lord of glory come 

T see thee in the tiow'r 

I seek for blessings more divine 

I sometimes think myself inclin'd.... 

I take these little lambs, (said he) 

I too would put on my attire 

I tried each earthly charm 

I turn'd in haste; and, as 1 stood.... 

I urge no merits of my own 

I want delights thou canst not give.. 

I will praise thee, day by day 

I would submit to all thy will 

I'd tell him how my sins arise 

I'd leap at once my sev'nty years.. .. 

If he withdraw a moment's space 

If heav'n be ever felt below 

If I love, why am I thus 

If I must die, — and die I must 

If I must die, then let me die 

If I pray, or hear, or read 

If I say, Peradventure the dark 

If in life I share thy grace 

If in my heart true faith appear 

If in the grave my bed I make 

If love, that pleasing pow'r, can rest 

If mercy smile, let mercy bring 

If my immortal Saviour lives 

If now and then a ray divine 

If now, while pardon may be found.. 

If rapture's brightest hour 

If still the heart is clinging 

If such the sweetness of the stream.. 

If tears of sorrow would suffice 

If thou dost trace o'er pleasant ground 
If thOQ, my Saviour, still be nigh. . . . 
If thou, my soul, with lively faith.. .. 
If thou return, how sweet the joy. . . . 
If thou should'sttake them all away.. 
If to follow thee here in thy courts . . 
If, to prevent his wand'ring steps. . . . 

If wealth, with all its toys 

If while on earth I feel no shame. . . . 

I'll speak the honors of thy name 

Illusive dreams of happiness 

I'm pleas'd to meet him in his court. . 

I'm. weary of these earthly toys. 

Immortal angels, bright and fair 

Immortal crowns of puVest gold 

Immortal glories crown his head 

Immortal glory forms his throne 

Immortal joy thy smiles impart 

Immortal wonders! boundless things 

Immortality shall cheer 

In a rich, unfading mansion 

In al! below — in all above 

In ail his toils and conflicts here .... 

In all my ways thy hand I own 

In all these mercies, may my soul. . . . 
in ev'ry dark, distressing hour 



n ev'ry feature of thy face 

n ev'ry joy that crowns my days . . . 

n ev'ry object here I see 

Q ev'ry period of my life 

n ev'ry scene of life, thy care 

n ev'ry scent thy hands have drest. . 

n ev'ry smiling, happy hour 

n foreign realms, and lands remote.. 

n Gilead there is balm 

n God, my soul, behold thy rest 

n gulphs of awful night, we find 

n heav'n the rapt'rous song began... 
n him I hope, in him I trust. .^ . ._. . 

n him the Father, reconcil'd 

n his looks, in his words, was a charm 

n holy duties let the day 

n infinite love, our Father has weigh'd 
n life's first dawn my tender frame. . 
n loftier strains my fearless tongue.. 
n me thy workmanship display '<!.. . . 

n mercy, thy presence dispels 

n Meshech, as yet, I reside 

n 'midst of dangers, fears, and deaths 

n my Saviour's intercession 

n native white and red 

n pray'r, on earth, the saints are one 

n strains celestial, ev'iy tongue 

n that sudden, strange transition 

n the midst of the pitiless storm .... 

n the morning of life we may die 

n the nuptial tie, we find 

n the paths of sin and ruin 

n the red flames of vengeance 

n the sacred page recorded 

n thf scenes of thy revels 

n ttie world of endless ruin 

n thee what endless wonders meet., 
n them thou ma} 'st be cloth'd and fed 

n this land of sin and sorrow 

n this sequester'd corner. 

n this valley of sorrovv- and stiife. . . . 
n thy fair book of life and grace. . . . 
n thy strength may we be strong.... 

n times of deep distress 

n vain, dispensing vernal sweets.... 

n vain I ask — for Nature's pow'r 

n vain I trace creation o'er 

n vain on my eyeballs shall play. . . . 
n vain our haughty reason swells. . . . 

n vain soft pleasure spreads 

n vain the chase, when won., 

n vain the philosophic eye 

n vain the sons of wealth and pride 
n vain the Spanish ocean roar'd .... 

n vain the tempting world 

n vain, — unless my Saviour's face... 
n vain would boasting Reason find.. 

n Wisdom's pleasant ways 

n wonder lost, with trembling joy. . . 
n woods and glens I love to roam. . . 
n j'onder world shall all be new.... 
ncrease, Lord, our faith and hope 
ntinite pow'r, and boundless grace.. 

nfinite strength, and equal skill 

ntinite truth and mercy shine 

nvite the strangers all around 

s it far away, in some region old.... 

s it when spring's first gale 

s it where the feathery palm-trees rise 
s not his voice in ev'ning's gale 



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258 
173 
287 
356 
550 

5-2 
444 

no 

58 

522 

8 

249 

25 

22 
556 
430 
173 
366 
241 
203 
660 
651 

58 
625 
138 
447 
201 
555 
674 
214 

12 
^84 
420 
273 
205 

42 
576 
407 
488 

72 
180 
542 

16 
452 
158 
661 
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590 
313 



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4 

530 

186 



INDEX. 



First Lines of 



li not some smiling hour at iiand.... 

Is sin tlie cause of thy compluint 

Is not thy name melodious still 

Is the name of Jesus piecious 

,l3 the sun in heav'n no longer 

Is there a heart that will not bend 

Is there danger l Void of fear 

Is there nothing to comfort us then .. 

Is there, when around the soul 

It costs me no regret, that she 

It haunts me through each varied scene 

It is a deep and silent wound 

It is all holy and serene 

It is finish'd ! — oh, what pleasure .... 
It is I — it is I, who have ris'n at kngth 

It is— it is ! and I adore 

It is not fann'd by summer gale 

It is on the wing 

It is— that hdrass'd conscience feels.. 
It is— that heav'n-boru faith surveys.. 

It is — that hope with ardor glovvs 

It makes the wounded spirit whole .. 
It robes in cheerful green the ground 

It will not list to wisdom's lore 

Its pleasures now no longer please. . . 

J 
Jesus I and didst thou leave the sky.. 
Jesas demands this heart of mine. . . . 

Jesus, hear our humble pray'r 

Jesus, in thy dear name I trust 

Jesus ! in whom but thee above 

Jesus, my Elder Brother, lives 

Jesus, my glorious Sun, arise 

Jesns, niy God ! yet rather come 

Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light 

Jesus, my love, far — far from sight. . . 
Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend 

Jesus, our kinsman, and our God 

Jesus shall ever be our theme 

Jesus sought me when a stranger 

Jesus! Source of excellence 

Jesus, the Loi d, their harps employs. . 

Jesus, the Sun of Righteousness 

Jesus! then purge my crimes av/ay.. 
Jesus, thy glory, beaming fiom afar.. 

Jesus, tliy word, with friendly aid 

Jesos, to multitudes tiuknown 

Jesus, to thee alone I owe 

Jesus, to thee 1 breathe my pray'r . . . 

Jesns, to thy celestial light 

Jesus, we pray fur thy Spirit to lead us 

Jesus, who left his blest abode 

Jesus, who left his throne on high 

Join, ye loud spheres, the vocal choir 
Joyful crov.ds, his throne surrounding 
Joyful, they stretch their wings abroad 
Judge not the Lord by feeble .-ense. . . 
Just such is the Christian 

K 

Kind Benefactor! plant within 

Kind peace ! from thy propitious smiles 

Kind Shepherd, lead me on 

Kindled by thee 

Kindly lie seiz'd me in his arms 

Kindly resolve my doubts. 

Kingdoms flourish, empires fall 

Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness. . 
Kings shall fall down before him .... 
Kings, your Sov'reign seivc with avve 



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Land of onr fathers 

Lately launch'd, a trembling stranger 

Lay thy supporting, gentle hand 

Lead on, dear Shepherd! led by thee 

Led by faith, we brave the ocean 

Leaning on thy dear, faithful breast.. 

Leave the dull clay, and soar above.. 

Leaves have their time to fall 

Legality holds out a bribe 

Let air, and earth, and skies obey ... 

Let day and dusky night 

Let earth and all her charms depart. . 

Let earth and all its vanities be gone 

Let earth's alluring joys combine 

Let everlasting thanks be thine 

Let ev'ry creature sing 

Let ev'ry element rejoice 

Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe 

Let faith and zeal and ardent love . . . 

Let floods and flames 

Let fools our wiser choice deride .... 

Let gold, in mountains of Peru 

Let honor deck the brow with crowns 

Let joy and worship spend 

Let man, by nobler passions sway'd.. 
i Let me but hear thy dying \oice .... 
1 Let me love thee more and more.... 

Let me rejoice to think that thou.... 

Let me not mourn that thou wilt be.. 

Let me reflect with humble awe 

Let men of blood unsheath the sword 

Let my bewilder'd mind no more ... 

Let nature burst into a song 

Ix-'t nature change and sink and die.. 

Let noise and flame confound the skies 

Let not conscience make you linger.. 

Let not that gentle heart repine 

Let others shine in gay attire 

Let past experience of tiiy care 

. Let sweet devotion be my feast 

j Let the gay world, with treach'rous art 
1 Let tiie high heav'ns your songs invite 

; Let the Indian, let the Negro 

j Let liie sweet hope that thou art mine 
I Let the v^ild wit^d's tremendous roar 
j Let the world despise and leave nie.. 
I Let this vain world alluie no more, .. 
j Let thy light be ne'er withdrawn 

Let thy name be gloritied , . 

Let us be wean'd from all below .... 

! Let ns leave it ouiselves > 

I Let wonder still with love unite 

Life, death, and hell 

Light and peace at oi.ce deriving.... 

Lightnings and storms 

Like me,' these elder-born of clay. . . ._ 

Lik>t' the leaves on the forest ........' 

Lo ! God for thee a body takes 

Lo! he spake, and forth fiom night.. 

Lo ! heav'n's temple, bright, serene . . 

I Lo !.his triumphal chariot waits 

I Lo! I am with .>ou, saith the Lord... 
j Lo! it comes — tiiat day of wonder... 

1 Lo ! th' incarnate God, ascended 

j Lo! thou hast set before thine eyes.. 

I Lonely I no longer j-oara 

. Long let it tremble round the spheres 

long, smiling years, in briglit an ray.. 

Look above thee— never eye 



194 
148 
607 

90 
439 
607 
326 
706 
386 
247 
233 
180 
527. 
166 

99 
235 
231 
18S 
374 
342 
295 
157 
157 
241 
231 

61 
339 
147 
147 
545 
342 
319 
9 

78 

41 
106 
578 
141 
594 
374 
304 
244 
200 
230 
237 
311 
627 
222 
226 
631 
696 
265 

42 
635 

43 
694 
675 
267 
233 
302 

67 
632 
651 
106 
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234 
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INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



Look above thee — there, indcerl 707 

Look around thee — beauty's Jiglit ... 707 
Look arouti!) thee — wisdom there .. , 707 

Look before thee — all the glare 707 

Look before thee— at that vault .707 

Look behind thee — men whose frown 707 
Look gently down, almighty grace... 3S9 

Look, .Sov'reigii Goodness 384 

Look up, ye heirs of endless joy 538 

Loose all yoar bars of massy light 67 

Lord, aifoixl a spring to ine 474 

Lord, decide the doubtful case 339 

Lord, from this world 155 

Lord, I accept thine otfer'd grace.... 484 

Lord, I long io be at home 474 

Lord, in thy house let incense rise ... 6(39 

Lord, in thy sight 209 

Lord, it is my chief complaint 333 

Lord, let me weep for nought but sin 410 
Lord, raise our hearts and passions .. 343 

Lord, shall my soul again conceal 557 

Lord, shall the breathings of my heart 543 
Lord, teach us so to maik our days.. 7 

Lord, thine atoning blood apply 61 

Lord, 'tis enough ! — our souls are fir'd 449 
Lord, to my wond'ring eyes display.. 655 
Lord, to thee my soul should raise ... 248 
Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love 668 
Lord, what is life ?— if spent with thee 633 
Lord, what shall earth and aslies do.. 260 
Lord, when shall I behold thy f;ice. . . 488 
Lord, when this mortal frame decays 249 
Lord ! with the barren service spent.. 285 

Love and grief my heart dividin^g 428 

Love cajises grief, but 'tis to move... 335 
Love, gratitude, and joy, beat high. . . 340 

Love is our only btisiness here 3o7 

Lovf, is that name, — for God is love 672 
Love is the golden chain tliat binds.. 567 

Low at his feet i'll cast me down 412 

Low at his feet, then, O my soul. . . . . 38 
Low at thy feet my soul would lie... 166 

M 
Mijestic sweetness sits enthron'd.. .. 71 

Man, though a worm 45 

Many, ev'n dear to thee, oppress'd .. 499 

May I still enjoy this feeling 426 

May my soul, with sacred transport.. 441 

May my sweetest hymns arise 255 

May thy delightful season prove 524 

May'st Ihou know the gracious Donor 139 
Meni'ry— sad mem'ry, still will bloom 153 

'Mid the chorus of the skies 669 

'Mid tliegjoom, the vivid lightnings.. 555 

'Midst the silence of the night 510 

Millions of saints thy grace proclaim. . 268 

Millions of .<ohI3 in glory now 109 

Mine is an unchanging love 338 

Mine the God whom you adore 298 

More truly, but more darkly, prophecy 699 
Morn, her melting tints displaying... 185 

Mortal, from vain inquiry rest 418 

Mortals with you in cheerful homage 75 

Must I be carried to the skies 445 

Must I no more behold that &mih> 147 

My bent desires are faint and few 349 

My cares and my laboi s 164 

My carts — I give them to the wind.. 427 

My clieerful hope can never die 1C7 

My cheerful soul, now, all the day... 551 



My days are shorter than a span 

My eyelids refuse their repose 

My Father! dear, delightful name ... 

My Father, God! and may these lips 

My Father, God ! how sweet the sound 

My Father ! — oh ! permit my heart. . 

My flesh is hast'ning to decay 

My friend shall grow wrinkled and old 

My glorious Redeemer ! I long 

My God, I would not long to see 

My God! — oh! could I call thee mine 

My God ! — oh ! could I make the claim 

My God ! thou art holy and good 

My God ! thy presence can impart. .. 

My God will pity my complaints .. .. 

My great Protector and my Lord.... 

I\fy heart, where mental winter reigns 

My hope, my treasure, and my rest.. 

My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord 

My hours, with un.'iminish'd force... 

My lab'ring spirit vainly seeks 

My life T would anew 

My life, my health, my friends, I owe 

My life, my joy, my hope, I owe. . . . 

My Lord, my life, oh ! cheer my heart 

My lov'd habitation and garden 

My mind in perfect peace 

My offerings will indeed be blest.... 

My sabbaths below 

My Saviour, God, no voice but thine 

My Saviour, God, this broken voice.. 

My Saviour, my God, it is ^)on 

My Saviotir, whom absent I love.... 

My sole possession is thy love 

My soul a sharper winter mourns 

My soul, and canst thou silent lie.... 

My soul by pow'r divine secur'd.... 

My soul has tasted Canaan's grapes.. 

i My soul, in pleasing wondt.r lost 

I My soul rejoices to pursue 

My soul should pour out all her cares 

My soul the joyful triumph feels 

My soul would rise and sing 

My spirit felt the glory come 

My spirit, still hov'ring nnblest 

My thoughts ascend above the earth. . 

My warmer spirits move 

My weeping relations, my brethren.. 
N 

Nature — a temple worthy thee 

Nature has soft, but pow'rful bands.. 

Nature, in ev'ry dress 

Nature now, in all her beauty 

Nay, should I walk through death's.. 

Nay, should the frame of nature fall. . 

Nipping frosts, the wave congealing. . 

No answer to my voice I heard 

No bliss I seek, but to fulfil 

No !— by his early griefs and tears... 

No chilling winds, no pois'nous breath 

No cloud those blissful regions know 

No darkness there shall cloud ....... 

No distance can outreach thine eye.. 

No factious strife, no envy, there .... 

No fleeting lanrlscape cheats the gaze 

No— for this world is ever bright 

No gems so bright, no forms so fair.. 

No good in creatures can be found... 

No — let me rather freely yield 

No lurking temptation 



637 
514 
356 
376 
218 
359 
409 
542 
430 

42 
312 
405 
539 
181 
399 
167 
471 
291 
221 
353 
372 
489 
250 

90 
543 
464 
512 
208 
464 
219 
219 
585 
461 
353 
472 
475 



460 
254 

99 
206 

69 
241 
552 
698 
645 
325 
464 

33 
145 
241 
503 

90 
373 
151 
418 
337 
588 
663 
662 
456 
548 



120 
318 
352 
464 



liNDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



No more confin'd to grovelling scenes 711 
No more fatigue, no more distress . . . 52S 

No more at the glories of dawn 542 

No more, ray friends, shall I complain 552 
No more I ask, or hope to find. .... 297 
No more let peevish passions rise ... 44 
No more tlie drops of piercing grief. . 465 
No mortal can with him compare... 71 
No other name will Heav'n approve 88 

No pains upon ray bed 496 

No pleasures on this earth appear... 328 

No pow'r had he, no friendly aid 57 

No rode alarms of laging foes 52S 

No scenes to come, no change of time 150 

No separate wish our thoughts 578 

No short-liv'd pleasure there beguiles 331 
No— still the ear of Sov'reign Grace. . 168 
No taunting foes the song require. . . . 197 

No ! the past she still remembers 651 

No — thou art precious :o my heart. . . 306 
No I -we shall meet, though parted here 575 
Nor castle walls, nor dungeons deep. , 550 
Nor fear thy Salem's hills to wrong. . 197 

Nor him shall death itself alarm 553 

Nor is it liberty alone 458 

Nor pleasure's soft, enticing charms. . 224 
Nor pray'r is made on earth alone... 203 
Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim.. 258 
Nor shall the glowing flame expire . . 565 
Nor sorrow, nor sickness, nor pain . . 430 
Mor sun nor moon-beam brightens... 463 

Nor that deluding, empty joy 224 

Nor would I drop a murm'ring word 354 
Not all the good which earth bestows 179 
Not all the sweets beneath the sky... 96 
Not all the sweets of earth and sense 374 
Not death itself shall stop ray song. . 258 
Not Gabriel asks the reason w hy .... 42 
Not many years their round shall run 454 

Nothing on earth I call my ow n 434 

Not softest strains can charm my ears 306 

Not the fair palaces 276 

Not thus, when death itself appears.. 603 
Now again we'll crowd his temple. . . 592 

Now, aloft I rise, believing 447 

Now, blest with morning light 490 

Now did thine arm, O God of hosts. . 590 
Now, give a loose, my soul, to joy. . . 82 

Now, grateful for the blessings 193 

Now, I can fix ray thoughts above. . . 304 
Now, I complain, and groan, and die 446 

Now, I view with detestation 447 

Now, if storms the ocean cover 48 

Now let th' infernal Lion roar 3S0 

Now let the tempest blow around ... 552 
Now lift your songs to nobler strains C8 
Now my cries shall cease lo grieve thee 148 
Now, ray love's supremely burning . . 447 
Now, redemption, long-expected .... 654 
Now, round his footsteps springing .. 682 
Now, the full glories of the Lamb . ..'134 

Now, the Lord of glory dies 263 

Now, the water-floods prevail 397 

Now, their vernal diess assuming. . . . 503 

Now, to you my spirit turns 298 

Now, we feel, at times, in sorrow ... 652 
Numbers, this night, great God 409 



O Breath of Life ! breathe on my soul 388 



O garden of Olivet ! dear, honoi-'d spot 59 
O Jesns ! once rock'd on the breast.. 215 

O Lord I I cast my care on thee 318 

Lord ! when I'm tempted to rove. . 152 

O messenger of dear delight 369 

O thou by whom we come to God .... 203 
O thou from whose almighty breath.. 319 

thou gracious, wise, and just, 381 

O thou Source of ev'ry blessing, 447 

Object of my first desire 184 

Ocean's hallelujah's flow 233 

O'er all the names of Christ our King 622 
O'er all those wide-extended plains .. 663 

O'er ev'ry foe victorious 189 

O'er the yielding brow of sadness,... 171 

O'er this morn's unclouded face 495 

Of Canaan's land, from Pisgah's top.. 606 
Oft as this peaceful hour shall come.. 519 
Oft from the margin of the grave.... 27 
Oft has Britain bow'd before him. . . . 592 
Oft have I rais'd ray trembling hands 404 

Oft, in sammer, pealing thunder 151 

Oh I be a nobler portion mine 637 

Oh I bless the Saviour, ye that eat... 534 
Oh! blessed be the hand that gave... 355 

Oh! blest abode 572 

Oh 1 blest are the visions 677 

Oh 1 burst these bands. Or disavow. .. 387 
Oh! change these wretched hearts... 94 

Oh ! charge the waves to bear 198 

Oh ! cleanse me in a Saviour's blood 386 
Oh ! come, and join your souls to God 286 
Oh I come, and to his temple haste.. 286 
Oh! come, and with his children taste 110 

Oh ! come, ye sacred gusts 150 

Oh ! could I hope my guilty soul 68 

Oh! could I join those shining hosts.. 612 
Oh .' could my longing spirit rise .... 70 

Oh ! could ray weary spirit rise 181 

Oh ! could our thoughts and wishes fly 646 

Oh ! for a shout of violent joys 659 

Oh ! for a thousand hearts to love. . . . 266 

Oh ! for a visit from my God 609 

Oh ! for one celestial ray 383 

Oh! for one precious hour!— he cries 614 

Oh ! for the eye of faith divine 605 

Oh ! for the joy thy presence gives. . . 207 
Oh ! for the wings of faith and Jove. . 331 
Oh! for thine own, for Jesus' sake... 213 

Oh ! give to ev'ry human heart 9 

Oh ! grant me to desire the pain 547 

Oh ! guide me thro' the various maze 493 

Oh ! guide us through this world 88 

Oh, happy period ! blissful day 391 

Oh, happy period ! glorious day 186 

Oh, happy scenes of pure delight .... 543 

Oh, happy state ! divine abode 471 

Oh ! happy the choirs who praise thee 697 

Oh ! His is the splendor ». . 3 

Oh, how cheating! oh, how fleeting. . 160 

Oh ! how marvellous the sight 133 

Oh! how shall I repay.. ^^ 489 

Oh! how sweet— how blest to be.... 502 
Oh ! if my threat'ning sins were gone 618 

Oh ! if such the hopes attendant 652 

Oh ! if this heav'n-born grace 319 

Oh ! in an hour so still as this 515 

Oh ! keep this foolish heart of mine.. 468 
Oh ! let me hear that voice divine ... 379 
Oh ! let me hear thy blissful voice ... 170 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



Oh ! let me then at length be taught.. 423 Oh! what is man, when lost in sleep 491 

Oh ! let my nobler wishes soar 175 Oh ! what pleasures there await us. . . 439 

Oh I let my transpoi'ted soul 11 Qh ! were these heav'nly prospects . , 452 

Ohl let the heav'nly shaster spread.. 198 Oh! when. Almighty Lord 202 

Oh! let the rock asunder break 387 Oh! when shall time the period bring 594 

Oh! let the same almighty care 497 Oh! while I breathe to thee, my Lord 343 

Oh! let thy grace perform its part... 513 Oh! while I gaze, in wonder lost.... 61 

Oh ! let thy Spirit in my heart 97 Oh ! who coald bear life's stormy doom 169 

Oh ! let thy Spirit now impart 456 Oh, wondrous change ! but just belxire 422 

Oh ! let us fly — to Jesus fly 627 Oh ! would my Saviour, from on high 473 

Ohl let us hear thy pard'ning voice.. 269 On all life's changing seasons shine.. 177 

Oh, lovely attitude ! he stands 74 On ev'ry side around them 193 

Oh 1 make this heart rejoice or ache. . 349 On him, in full reliance 428 

Oh 1 may I bear some humble part .. 134 On his cross he builds his throne .... 263 

Oh I may I feel thy worth 287 On my mis'ry, kind Physician 281 

Oh I may I sit there when he comes.. 712 On seraph wings, the new-born spirit 628 
Oh \ may my thoughts for ever keep. . 557 On the thin air, without a prop. ..... 32 

t^h, may our feet pursue the way .... 6^1 On the tree of life eternal. 479 

Oh! may our humble spirits stand.... 653 On thee alone my hope relies . ...... 87 

Oh ! may our souls thy grace adore. . . 594 On this poor spot, where can I find. . 327 

Ohl may our sympathizing breasts... 583 On thy dear cross I fix my eyes 333 

Oh! may our willing hearts confess.. 262 On thy holy name I call 24st 

Oh, may Providence defend thee .... 139 On thy soft bosom will I lie 504 

Oh! may that Spirit warm my heart.. 208 On us that providence has shone .... ,243 

Oh! may the heav'nly prospect fire.. 662 On us the vast extent display 2l3 

Ohl may the sweet, the blissful theme 265 On wings of love the Saviour flew... 583 
Ohl may these heav'nly pages be.... 98 1 Once and again that bliss impart .... 4O3 

Oh J this strange, this matchless grace 23 1 Once in this dust, that heav'd 694 

Oh 1 may our spirits shake their wings 659 | Once, like thee, by joys surrounded. . 176 

Ohl may we feel that Saviour near.. 524 j Once on the raging seas I rode 92 

Oh, sacred beauties of the man 670 , Once the big, unbidden tear 669 

Oh! say no more, There's nothing true 164 I Once the morning's earliest light .... 421 

Oh I say no more, There's nought 164 I Once thov wast all I sought . , 86 

Oh J gee how soon the flow'rs of life 628 j One fatal remembrance ...*.... 162 

Oh ! send thy light and truth abroad. . 136 | One good she covets 308 

Oh! shine on this benighted heart ... 400 | One happy hour beholds me rise .... 446 
Ohl should my path through suff' ring 320 j One moment beheld her in brightness 201 

Oh! speak the word ; her joyful wings 391 1 One thing demands our care 641 

Oh j. sweet is the season of rest 62 One thing I ask, — and wilt thou hear 484 

Oh I sweet is the thought — that I never 455 | One word of thy resistless pow'r .... 392 



Oh ! sweet was the peace he bestow'd 282 

Oh ! never let my soul remove 167 

Oh i,no— till life itself depart 267 

Oh ! not in circling depth or height.. 21 

Oh , that hope ! how bright 451 

Oh! that I could now adore him 419 



Oh! that I had a stronger faith 3l8 | Other refuge have 



Open thou the crystal fountain 442 

Or, if I may not climb 527 

Or, if they're remember'd above .... 461 
Or passing through death's gloomy vale 370 
Or shonld'st thou in bondage detain.. 539 
Or when in paler tints array'd ...... 34 



Oh ! that our thoughts and thanks.... 522 

Oh I that unfathomable sea 599 

Oh I that with yonder shcred throng. . I88 
Ohl th' oppressive, irksome weight. . 361 
Oh ! the rich depths of love divine ... 87 
Oh I the transporting, rapturous scene 663 

Oh I the wonders that hour 542 

Oh ! teach me. Father, while I feel.. 492 
Oh 1 then, be calm — and tread serene 544 

Oh ! then, ere the turf or tomb 597 

Oh I then shall the veil be remov'd .. 461 
Oh I then the setting sun smiles fair. . 532 

Oh ! then, to his embrace repair 182 

Ohj then, with supreme affection .... 336 

Oh I this thought in the midst 162 

Oh ! to be brought to Jesus' feet 355 

Oh! turn as — turn us, mighty Lord .. 593 

Oh 1 visit then, my spirit, Lord 483 

Oh I weep not for the friends that pass 563 
Oh ! welcome in this heart, he says.. 45 

Oh ! what a night was that 523 

Ohl what folly, oh! what madness.. 441 
Oh ! what is life? 'Tis like the bow.. 639 



• - 85 

Our days a transient period run ..... 13 
Our days are number'd, — let us spare 337 
Our glad hosannas, Prince of ^Peace. . 55 

Our hasty wills rush blindly on 145 

Our labors done, securely laid 600 

Onr life is like the transient breath.. 7 

Our light should be love 696 

Our own, or another's distres^s 362 

Our souls are rising on the wing 618 

Our souls, expanded wide . 537 

Our thoughts are lost in rev'rend awe 134 

P 

Pardon, and grace, and boundless love 116 

Pardon and peace to dying men 109 

Parent of good 1 'tis thine to give 356 

Part of thy church, by thy command 590 
Part of thy name divinely stands .... 134 

Past, O my soul, for ever past 506 

Peace, rebel thoughts, I'll not complain 549 

Peace, troubled soul 105 

Peace, with her olive-branch 199 

Pensive memory then 1. traces 171 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



Perfum'd with costlier treasure 571 

Philosopiiy and moral sense 136 

Pilgrims in the noontide heat 462 

Pity a wretched suppliant. Lord 342 

Pity this madness, God of love 395 

Plagues and death around me fly ... . 381 
Pleasure — with her delightful song... 174 

Pleasure's call attention vvins 597 

Pleasures unsullied flourish there .... 668 

Poor wand'rers of a stormy day 163 

Pow'rg unseen earth's bosom heave.. 263 

Praise him, all ye hosts above 233 

Pray'r is the burthen of a sigh 293 

Pray'r is the Christian's vital breath. . 203 
Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice.. 203 
Pray'r is the simplest form of speech 203 

Pray'r makes the darken'd cloud 204 

Praise to the Conqueror ■. 246 

Praise to thee, thou great Creator 503 

Precious the faith that lifts the soul.. 602 
Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand 599 

Prescrv'd by thine almighty arm 497 

Presumptuoas thought, to fix the bound 41-^ 

Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn 320 

Proclaim inimitable love 131 

Pronounce mo, gracious God, thy son 368 

Pure and undtfil'd teiigion 350 

Put thy bright robes of triumph on. . , 669 

Quick through the realms of light 129 

li 

Raise to the cross thy tearful eyes ... 82 

Reason may grasp the massy hills 16 

Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land . . 19 
Rebellions mortals, cease your tumults 43 
Reign, mighty Prince, for ever reign 268 
Religion ! — I make thee my choice . . 282 

Rend, O my God! the veil away 393 

Render'd safe by his protection 439 

Renounce thy works and wa^ t i;67 

Repeated crimes awake our fears 79 

Repentant sorrow fills my heart 535 

Restore our comforts as our fears .... 7 
Restraining pray'r, we cease to fight. . 204 

Return, O blissful Sun, and biing 471 

Retnrn, O Holy Dove! return 2-29 

Return, ye wand'rers, — oh! retnrn... 112 

Rest, ye worldly tumults, rest 240 

Riches, that so absorb the mind 174 

Rise ! let thy heart it» grief conipo.^e . . 418 
Rise then ray soul,— b^ failh Hgcesid. . 326 

Rise, thou Sun of Rigl-.toonsiics 223 

Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine .. 74 

Rising from the bed of re^t 495 

Rivers to the ocean run 329 

Room in the Savioui's hlt'<diri;^ heart 110 
Rous'd by the animating soiaul 441 



Sad is death to shrinking 



151 



Safe from the false v\oi hi'.-. 77 

Sages! leave your contiiiipl«U(Jiis :>l 

Saints and angels, join'd in coutert. . 106 

Saints ! befoie the altar bei.dii!:; r,\ 

Satan and si n condemn 407 

Satan and sin unite t!if ii art z!4o 

Sav'd I the deed shall s^pread uen rlory '?.14 

Saviour and Lord f.f^O 

Saviour of souls ! could Ifioni thee.. oO) 

Say, happy natives of iIh' skj \^,\ 

Sav, Live forever, wondious King 6S 



Say, shall we yield him 53 

Scarce a few hours or minutes roll... 446 
Scorn'd by the thoughtless and the vain 45 
Search me, O God, and know my heart 22 
Season of rest ! the tranquil soul ..... 531 

Seasons, and months, and weeks 469 

Seasons and moons, still rolling round 250 
Seasons of grace, and days of hope.-. . .395 

See a flood of sacied light 511 

See crystal fountains play 202 

See-T-how beauteous on the mountains 195 

See how the mounting sun 489 

See, in the Saviour's dying blood.... 84 
See ! low before thy throne of grace. . 400 

See Salem's golden spires 436 

See that glory ! — how resplendent. . . . 638 

See the early blossoms springing 503 

See the guardian, angels nigh 511 

See the haven full in view 619 

See,, the restless swallow flies 502 

See the sky parting 712 

See yon orient streak appearing 148 

Seek the true treasure seldom found.. 730 
Seraphs, the nearest to the throne ... 14 
Seraphs with elevated strains ....... 670 

Serene, I laid me down 489 

Serenely may our eyes survey 659 

Set the black list before my sight 412 

Shall aught beguile us on the road ... 330 
Shall I not pant t' ascend the road... 327 

Shall I. wish the world caressing 139 

Shall Jesus for admission sue 73 

Shall love like thine be thus repaid,. 348 
Shall man, the great master of all.... 477 

Shall we whose souls are lighted 19l 

She comes in the spring 696 

She hides my follies from my eyes... 393 

'She is a tree of life 118 

She sees beneath the touch of pain. . . 146 

Shepherds! in the fields abiding 51 

Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies 2.32 
Short is riiy passage— short (he space 466 
Should both the Indies, at my call.. . . 81 
Should boundlci^s wealth increase... . 179 

Should eartJi's vain treasures SI 

Should hell's black legions all arise. . 326 

Should lowing herds 170 

Should my heart a moment fail. ., . . . 303 

Should Reason's dictates be obey'd.. 117 

j Should the vine bud forth no more . . 248 

; Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas... 232 

I ShoM' me thy face, and I'll away 615 

' Shows me tlw; precious promise seai'd 121 

Shudder not to pass the stream 619 

\ Silent, we own .lehovah's name 630 

; Sin, like a raging feVer, reigns 84 

Sin .throws in vain its poison'd dart.. 84 

I Since all that I meet 307 

\ Since from thy bounty I receive. . . . ; 71 

I Since on this fleetiusz hour 631 

1 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd 244 
i Sing how he left the heav'nly throne 68 
I Sinners! bow'd with true repentance 51 

I Smile on my minutes as they roll 497 

I Smile on iny soul, and bid me sing.. 264 

Smile when the moments fly 640 

I So earthly hope deceives 701 

So fades. a summer cloud a<\"ay...... 616 

I So gloom, and doubt, and sadness.. . . 424 

So grant mc^ Lord, Irom ev'ry care.. 605 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



So, if my soul's bright Sun impart... 471 

So, in dailcest dispensations 555 

So Jesus look'd on dying man 553 

So may we tune our cheerful voice.. 239 

So peace and love, appearing 424 

So, (saith the God of grace,) 124 

So shall humility divine, 393 

So shall my joyful spirit rise 220 

So shall my soul contented stay l81 

So shall my Avalk be close with God. . 229 
So shall thy praise employ my breath 252 
So spake the friends of God and man l29 

So the rising sun appears 65 

So, trusting in thy love, I tread 545 

So when life's changing hour has pass'd 5l8 
Soft and sweet are show'rs, descending l85 

Softly his fainting head he lay 615 

Some guardian, invisible hand 282 

Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail... 2 

Soon, in the chariot of a cloud 460 

Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains. . 257 
Soon shall Jesus, crown'd with glory 42O 
Soon these suflf 'rings will be past.... 450 
Sooner may nature's laws reverse. . . . 411 
Sorrow and pain, and ev'ry care .... 668 

Sorrow foregoes its nature there 369 

-Souls whom the tie of friendship binds 145 
Sov'reign love appoints the measure. . 336 
Sov'reign of souls, thou Prince of peace 74 
Speak, and by thy gracious voice.... 474 
Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace. . 406 

Spirit of peace! Immortal Dove 96 

Spread for thee, the festal board I07 

Sprinkled now with blood the throne I07 
Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains.,., loi 

Still I choose thee, follow still 361 

Still let the Lord on Britain snaile... 589 
Still may the barren fig-tree stand . . . . 252 
Still may thy love in ev'ry scene .... 468 
Still msy we trust in Him whose love jr2 
Still must the scenes of bliss remain.. 3I2 

Still my feet are prone to stray 49g 

Still rny gracious God allows 509 

Still on their restless beds they lie... 499 
Still, restless nature dies and grows.. 15 
Straight I upbraid my wand'ring heart 493 
Straight she bogan to change her key 552 
Strange the reverse when once abas'd 45 
Stript of the dazzlina; hues that youth Ifi] 

Such art thou, stupendous ocean 39 

Such is pleasure's transient story .... l76 

Such shall the noise be 712 

Sun, and moon, and stars 39 

Suns on suns through boundless space n 

Superior bliss invites my eyes 324 

Supported by thy sov'reign love 358 

Sure I am thine— or why this load... 302 
Sure I must fight, if I would reign... 445 
Sure the Lord thus far has brought me 366 
Surprizing grace ! — and shall my heart 72 

Survey the beauties of his face 71 

Sweet are her charms 684 

Sweet are my thoughts. 341 

Sweet in his righteousness to stand .. 554 

Sweet in the confidence of faith 554 

Sweet is sleep to weary nature 185 

Sweet is the cross above all sweets . . 335 
Sweet moments ! if aught upon earth 539 

Sweet oh his faithfulnesss to rest 554 

Sweet to look back, and ssee my name 554 



Sweet to look inward, and attend.. ,. .554 
Sweet to reflect how grace divine. . . 554 

Sweet truth, and easy to repeat 423 

Sweet was the journey to the sky.... 615 
Sweetest bonds of friendship here.... 143 

Sweetly on our spirits move. 569 

Swift on the wings of time it flies. . . . 454 
Swift through the vast expanse it flew 52 

T 

Take courage, then, ray trembling soul 411 
Take my heart, 'tis all thine own .... 431 
Take my whole frame into thy hand.. 332 
Talk not to hearts like mine of peace 153 
Take the glad burthen of his name... 234 

Tears the strong pillars 7l2 

Tell me no more of crowding guests.. 294 
Tell me no more of fame and wealth 294 

Tell me no more of lofty tow'rs 294 

Tell the haughty foe that threatens ... 592 
Ten thousand griefs, ten thousand cares 398 
Ten thousand thousand lips shall join.. 523 
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 256 
Ten thousand thousand thanks to thee 251 
Ten thousand times ten thousand. .... 331 
Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives 360 
Tender friends my loss may mourn. . . 5ll 

Thanks to my God for ev'ry gift 376 

Thanks to thy name, thou God of love 612 

That blissful interview how sweet 457 

That deeper shade shall break away.. 403 
That God, whose word all nature form'd 38 
That grace, which bids my hope aspire 365 
That hand which heav'n and earth ... 380 

That life I at length shall resign 2K2 

That refuge from the storm ........ ^ . 701 

That saves from hell's eternal gloom.. 219 

That the rapt spirit has forgot 164 

That throne, that glory you shall share 449 
Th' Almighty Former of the skies. ... 87 
The anows that shall wound your flesh 538 
The autumn leaf is sear and dead .... 690 

The banner of thy cross display 136 

The bleating (locks, the lowing herds. . 38 
The hlissfiil word, with joy replete .. 220 
The bright sun's animating beams... . 684 
The brightest cheek that ever bloom <! 141 
The brightest joy your smile can boast 289 

The calm retreat, the silent shade 27l 

The chaste and pure, who fear to grieve 3^9 

The cheerful tribute will I give 257 

The cheering morn will dawn 126 

The child long lost, the friend bereav'd 663 

The children like the lily flow'rs 144 

The dark illume, th' afflicting cheer.. 499 
The dawnings of these glorious days. . 199 

The dearest idol I have known 229 

The dungecm knows thy voice 692 

The dying thief rejoic'd to see ... 122 

Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives .. 632 

The Father of mercies we prais'd 639 

The flatt'ring deceiver 1201 

The flow'ry spring, at thy command.. 469 
The forms that once lovely appear'd. . 542 
The friends who in our sunshine live. . 169 
The future, — 'tis a cheerless gloom ,. 153 
The glorious orb, whose golden beams 284 
The gospel is preach'd to the poor. . . . 378 
The hand which fills my daily cup. . . 506 
Xhe happy day and happy yeairw*. . . . 590 



INDEX. 



First Lbies of Verses. 



The harps of heav'n steal o'er me.... 463 

The horrors of the bloody lield 596 

The hues of the faithful bow 702 

The joy that fades is not for me 297 

The joyful sun sprung up 23S 

The joys and treasures of a day 295 

The lark mounts up the sky 241 

The lark upward winging 686 

The last!— its bitterness of grief 704 

The least, the feeblest of the sheep . . . 380 

The little seed from heav'n 190 

The living tribes, of countless forms.. 243 

The Lord, who such wonders.. 477 

The lowest step above thy feet 260 

The mem'ry of his mighty n«me 482 

The mid-day sun is dark to me 315 

The iiiidnight echoes at thy name.... 313 

The mighty Conqueror 63 

The mind was forni'd to mount 392 

The mite my \\Tiling hands can give.. 586 
The mole that scoops with curious toil 694 

The morn with glorj' crown'd 670 

The morning hours again arise 486 

The myrtles ihat shade the gay bow'i-s 477 

The myst'fies of creation lie 16 

The news shall ev'ry harp employ. . . . 245 
The night is passing — lied the dream. . 408 
The once lov'd form, now cold and dead 626 
The past,— it now might almost seem 153 
The peaceful strains that till the grove 525 

The pillow by afl'ection's hand 614 

The porch, the open door, 1 see 327 

The Pow'r.lhat gave it, still supplies. . 99 

The present moment flies &41 

The pris'ner, sent to breathe fresh air 323 
The promise guides her ardent flight.. 117 

The regions of eternal peace 358 

The rising sun, serenely bright 1 

The rocks can rend 388 

The rocks receive less proudly.. 273 

The rdse, which in the sdn's bright rays 172 
The same his pc^w'r his saints to guard 78 

The Saviour in sympathy wept 362 

The Saviour! oh, what endjess charms 87 

The senses indeed must be dark 501 

The seeds, which piety and love 586 

The shadow of th' Almighty's wings. . 25 

The sickness that may shoot 47 

The stLrrm tiiat wrecks the wintry sky 710 

The Son of God. atieutive, heard 129 

The sons of i;ien return to clay 7 

The soul, a dreary province, once 284 

The soul, from sin for ever free 668 

The soul, immortal and sublime 644 

The soul, of origin divine 710 

The soul that longs to see my face ... 4S3 
The spacious worlds of heav'uly light 30 

The spirit has its native seat 647 

The splendid crown 295 

The stor7n is laid, the winds retire .. . 173 
The stroke which from sorrow and pain 461 

The sun himself 238 

The sun his Maker's glory spreads. ... 38 
The sun that gilds memory's fields.. .. 542 
The sun that illumines the regions.. . . 464 
The sun witluiraws his vital beams... 471 

The sunbeam of the morning 424 

The things eternal I pursue 434 

The ihiiigs of earth are like a river... 647 
The things we see above are bright... 647 



The ^thorns that pierc'd 

The tides of creatures ebbs and flows 
The timid Christian speaks for God.. 

The timid spring , 

The tott'ring frame of mortal life .... 
Thetow'rsand temples crush'd by time 

The tyrant, how he triumphs here 

The tyrants of the plain 

The vale of affliction . r. ...... c 

The vile, the lost,— he calls to them. . 

The voice of this alarming scene 

The wave so sparkling in the beam .. 
The widow's heart shall sing for joy. . 
The woods and winds with sudden wail 
The world employs its various snai-es 
The world in sackcloth and distress .. 

The worst of all diseases 

The Wounded conscience 

Thee, with humble adoration 

Their brightest day, alas, how vain... 

Their feeble frames 

Their flo%v'ry tribes, all blooming rise 

Their Saviour shall receive them 

Their streaming eyes together flow... 

Their tears, and groans 

Then, all my servile works were done 

Then back to heav'n they fly 

Then deem not, in thy gloomiest hour 

Then dry your tears 

Then faith, and hope, and love 

Then falls a blight upon the heart 

Then fly, my song ! an endless round. . 
Then, gentle patieyce smiles on pain. . 
Then let our hearts repine no more . . 

Then let the Lord for ever reign 

Then let the love that makes me blest 

Then let my soul for ever lie 

Then let the wildest storms arise 

Then let us to Jesus repair 

Then let us yield no more to grief. . . . 
Then, love's soft dew o'er ev'ry eye.. 
Then, mighty God, the earth shall know 
Then peace returns with balmy wing 

Then place them 

Then plume thy wings 

Then see mj' sorrows, gracious Lord.. 
Then shall come the Judgment sign . . 
Then shall my cheerful heart survey.. 

Then shall my cheer*il spirit sing 

Then shall my drooping spirit vise . .. 
Then shall my feet no more depart... 
Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite ... 
Then shall my soul with rapture trace 
Then shall my thankful pow'rs rejoice 

Then shall new lustre break 

Then shall our hearts, enraptur'd, say 

Then shall the joyful spirit soar 

Then shatt the mourner at thy feet... 

Then, should insulting foes invade 

Then should my eyes, without a tear.. 
Then, should'st thou grant me.. ...... 

Then, sorrow, touch'd by thee 

'i'hen, the chain of this low dungeon.. 
Then, — the moments flew unheeded . . 
Then the tremendous arm of death. . . 
Then — then, never more shall the fears 
Then, though thou bend my spirit low 
Then, to abstain from outward sin. . . . 
Then, to heav'n yo'ir wishes bending. . 
Then, to the siiining seats of bliss . . . . 



77 
30 

557 
6S1 
553 
694 
509 
202 
464 
534 
627 
541 
581 
690 
392 
402 

83 
121 
591 
646 
140 
1 
620 
565 
129 
344 

64 
544 

66 
471 
161 

30 
117 
624 

44 

18 

72 
296 
625 
415 
600 
590 
595 
209 
328 
216 
709 
356 
543 
406 
382 
249 
227 
221 
643 
275 
601 
348 
593 
373 



447 
176 
553 
461 
547 
344 
171 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



Then wasting pain and sickness trace 

Tiien we begin to live indeed 

Tiien we tiear liis chariot wheels 

Then, when the cares of life are o'er. . 
Then, when the kin.; of terror comes. . 
Then will I bathe thy feet in tears ... 
There, all the fav'rites of the Lamb . . 
There, all the millions of his saints. . . 
There, blend the ties that strengthen.. 
There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye. . 

There, fiery seeds of anger lurk 

There, fragrant fiow'rs immortal bloom 
There, gen'rous fruits, that never fail. . 

There, glory sits on ev'ry face 

There, his triumphal chariot waits 

There, if thy Spiiit toucii the soul.. .. 

There, in the realms 

There is a calm for those who weep. . 

There is a Great Physician near 

There is a home for weary souls 

There is a river pure and bright 

There is a soft, a downy bed 

There, is my house and portion fair . . 

There is no thorn, no briar seen 

There is not a sorrow 

There, Jesus bids my sorrows cease.. 
There, Jesus stands with open arms.. 

There, Jesus — that nnsettiug sun 

There, joys unseeii by mortal eyes . . . 
There, like the nightingale, she pours 
There, low before his glorious throne 
There, my mother, pleasures centre . . 
There, myriads and myriads shall meet 
There, myriads worship at thy feet. . . 
There, no alternate night is known... 
There, on a throne, how dazzling bright 
There, pain and sickness never come 
There, pleasure flows for ever clear .. 

There, rest s the ear th . . . i 

There, rich varieties of joy 

There, shall I dwell in perfect light .. 
There, shall my lips in endless praise. . 
There, shall the foU'wers of the Lamb 
There, shall we see him face to face.. 
There, shall we see thy lovely face . . . 
There, sorrow for his sake is found .. 
There, the blest man, my Saviour, sits 

Thei*, the stately forest bending 

There — there are no prisons, to hold. . 
There — there unshaken would I rest.. 
There, thou hast bid the globes of^ light 

There was a Sabbath once, below 

There was not a helper in Israel 

There, what delightful truths I read .. 
There, we shall swim in heav'nly bliss 
There, when the cares of life are o'er 
There, with a thousand arts, she tries 
There, with united heart an'd voice... 
There's beauty in the break of day. . . . 

There's brighiness around it 

There's room in the arms of my love. . 
These are the dearest hours 1 know .. 
These are the mighty things I crave.. 

These ashes too, this little dust 

These groans and sighs 

These speak of thee with loud acclaim 
These sweet, these heav'nly tidings. . . 
These to that dear Source we owe... 
These transient scenes will soon decay 
These with a gentle hand he throws.. 



700 
283 

40 
156 
598 
342 
667 
465 
142 
66S 
3S6 
666 
663 
622 

67 
271 
266 
710 

84 
666 

26 
666 
434 
664 
681 
100 
110 
459 i 
646 I 
271 
667 1 
148 
539 

70 
662 
668 
662 
175 

30 
662 
465 
258 
668 
609 
456 
.'jSO 
670 
503 
539 
121 

32 
525 
678 
100 
599 
GOO 
3^)3 
110 



They are not dead — whose ashes fill.. 644 
They brought his chariot from above.. 69 
They cannot die — whose spirits here. . 634 

They come — on the wings 119 

They died, and thro' a world of gloom 629 
They leave the dust, and on the wing 653 
They whose wounded, bleeding heart 713 
Thine ancient thoughts thy firm decrees 17 
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love 528 
Thine essence is a vast aby ss ....... . 16 

Thine eye beholds with kind regard,. 10 
Thine indulgence, bounteous God .... 509 

Thine is the beam 683 

Thine own appointed path pursue 676 

Think not to drive my trembling soul 412 
Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord . . 212 

This can my ev'ry care control 543 

This day be grateful homage paid 523 

This Gabriel knows, and sings tiiy name 615 

This garment of the flesh 611 

This gentle stream, with sudden force 137 

This glorious hope revives 563 

This heart, that cannot rest 334 

This heav'nly calm within the breast. . 522 
This is enough all sadness to control.. 416 
This is the hour when nature lies .... 614 

This joy my wishes long to find 312 

This life's but a feverish dream 542 

This night, perhaps, the hiind of death 508 

This only can my fears control 364 

This vain world, with all its trifles 441 

This world, in all its glories drest 644 

This wreck of nature all around 655 

Thither his raptur'd thought ascends.. 435 

Thither let fervent faith aspire 26 

Thither should I attempt to go 327 

Thither, my soul, with rapture soar .. 244 
Those blissfuljthose transporting smiles 224 
Those eyes, indeed, are rayless now.. 623 
Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r 134 
Those shining realms of endless day. . 384 
Those skulls, what ghastly figures now 599 
Those temples wounded by the thorn 61 
Those triumphs of stupendous grace.. 133 
Thou alone, the Great Author of all. . 556 

Thou art the pulse of Mature 692 

Thou art as ready to forgive 423 

Thou art where billows foam ,. 706 

Thou canst bid our spirits rise 383 

Thou didst hear my ev'ning cry 49S 

Thou (/hry of Mnydoms 674 

Thou God of hope and peace divine.. 373 
Thou good and wise and righteous Lord 595 
Thou hast kept nie through the night. . 49S 
Thou hast preserv'd my fleeting breath 252 
Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode 231 
Thou king of dread ! my faith and hope 612 
Thou know'st I love ihee, dearest Lord 305 

Thou lord of the day 464 

Thou Pow'r sublime 683 

Thou restless globe of golden light 232 

Thou shalt see my glory soon 338 

Thou torturing seat of diseases 464 

Thou who didst w ake me 492 

Thou wilt be my Father yet 303 

Thou wilt extract the poison'd dart . . 82 
Though all creation round thee smile.. 558 
Though all the pow'rs of nature fail .. 365 

Though Oark be my way 367 

Though dark may be earth's vale .... 515 



IXDEX. 



First Lines of Verses, 



Though distresses now attend thee • . . 419 
Though dreary the empire of night... 62 
Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust 632 

Though faiiit be the ray 21 

Though heav'ii-atfiicts, I'll not repine 549 

Though in a bare and rugged way* 28 

Though in the rugged path of life . . . 375 
Though in the vale of death I tread . . 28 

Though long of Avinds and waves 710 

Though toud the blast 164 

Though love approach 614 

Though many a star of splendour .... 91 
Though painful long the lesson prov'd 559 
Though rocks and quicksands deep .. 438 

Though rough the path appears 611 

Though setting now the smiting ray ,. 518 

Though sleep pervade my frame 490 

TliOiigh sorrow count the hours f)40 

Though tempest-toss'd o96 

Though ten thousand ills beset thee ,. 419 

Though the form of God he bore 263 

Thoiigli the pangs of death assail me. . 705 
Though tlie shore we hope to land on. . 439 

Though to leave thee sorrowing 148 

Thoughtless, they act 145 

Thousands, to whom my natal hour . . 251 

Thousands, who climb'd 251 

Thrice blest, beneath 508 

Thrones and dominions 15 

Through ail eternity, to thee 256 

Through ail succeeding ages, he 78 

Through all the storms 284 

Through David's city I am led 54 

Through duty, and through trials too. . 443 

Tiirough eternity he reigns - 11 

Through ev'ry period of my life 256 

Through ev'ry icene of life and death 632 
Through floods and tlames, if Jesus lead 443 

Through hidden dangers 256 

Through nature's works 9 

Through the shining hours of day 263 

Through the throng, his gentle ear 510 

Throrgh (he wide circuit of the earth 155 
Througli this calm, this holy dawning 1-^8 

Thunder, and hail, and fires 232 

Thus arm'J, I venture on the fight 444 

Thus chasteu'd.cleans'd, entirely thine 513 
Thus children, weary of their play. .. 156 
Thus, far and near, where'er we send 38 
Thus heav'nly joys attract my eyes... 324 

Thus kind, thus dear 130 

Thus low the Lord of life was brought 66 
Thus melt us down, thus make us bend 213 
Thus shall the God, our Saviour, come 41 
Thus sweet the dawn of heav'nly day. . 130 

Thus the lion yields me honey 555 

Thus were the hosts of death subdued 131 
Thus, when the morn in crimson drest 504 
Thus, while I feel my heav'n-born soul 506 

Thus will I sing till nature cease 2fiO 

Thus will I sing till nature fail 268 

Thus will the church below 568 

Thus with sacred songs of joy 277 

Thus would ray rising soul 489 

Thy beauty glitters in the pearly dew 93 

Thy blood and thy merits I sing 514 

Thy deeds, O Lord, are wonder 414 

Thy favor all mv iourney through 352 

Thy favor, Lord", is all 1 want 180 

Thy followers iu this glorious war.... 445 



Thy glories shine of wondrous size ... 
Thy glorious nature is unknown. * .... 

Thy glory o'er creation shines 

Thy grace shall dAvell upon my heart 
Thy grace this languid heart can raise 
Thy gracious hand redeem'd the slave 
Thy gracious presence, O my God. . , . 

Thy hand in autumn richly pours 

Thy love — a sea without a shore 

Thy love beheld tlie black design .... 
Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom 
Thy love the pow'rs of thought bestow'd 

Thy mercy gilds the path of life 

Thy mercy sweetens ev'ry soil 

Thy mercy-seat is open still 

Thy minist'ring spirits descend 

Thy nanie my inmost pow'rs adore... 
Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue 
Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet.. 

Thy piercing glance 

Tiiy pity, gracious God 

Thy pity sent thine only Son 

Thy pow'r and love 

Thy pow'r and wisdom 

Thy presence beams eternal day 

Thy presence, Loi d, can cheer 

Thy presence only can bestow 

Thy providence, his constant guard . . 

Thy saints are comforted, I know. 

Thy smile can gild the shades of woe 

Thy smile can give me i eal joy 

Thy smile, svveet dawn of endless day 
Thy sov'reign eye looks calmly down 

Thy Spirit, O my Father, give 

Thy terrors, and thine acts of grace . . 
Thy voice is like the wild aeolian harp 
Thy voice produc'd the seas and spheres 

Thy wealth the pow'r of thought 

Thy will be done .' If o'er us shine. 

Thy will be done! Though shrouded o'er 
Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord 
Thy works the strongest seraph sings. . 

Thy worship no interval knows 

Till, hast'ning from above 

Till then, I would thy love proclaim.. 
Tid then— (nor is my boasting vain).. 
Till thou art near, the wounded soul.. 
Till we reach the wish'd-for vision... 

Time is winging us away 

Time was, Avhen quicker notes....... 

Times of sickness, times of health.... 

Times the tempter's pow'r to prove .. 

Time's visions are but treachery 

Tir'd roe, who the hunter dost flee ... 

'Tis a delightful clearness now 

'Tis best — 'tis infinitely best 

'Tis but in part i know thy will 

'Tis distance lessens ev'ry star 

'Tis done at last — with ev'ry joy I part 

'Tis done 1 they cried 

'Tis God's all-animating voice 

'Tis guilt alone provokes the frown. .. 

'Tis he, the Potentate supreme 

'Tis He who opens the eastern gates.. 
'Tis he, whose justice might demand.. 
'Tis here my failh resolves to dwell .. 
'Tis here we learn the blessed skill... 
'Tis here, when er my comforts droop 

'Tis joy enough, my All in All 

'Tis just, 'tis right— thus ke ordains . . 



16 
4 
227 
316 
399 
130 
543 
469 
615 
590 
359 
211 
581 
173 
168 
507 
166 
259 
126 

15 
505 

24 

93 
6S3 

70 
170 
400 
243 
349 
221 
221 
356 
595 
529 

17 
692 

15 
133 
225 
225 
243 

12 
507 

86 



136 
192 
636 
40* 
381 
381 
645 



50 
324 
150 
590 
437 
601 
630 
500 
630 
167 
278 
227 
332 
356 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



'Tis like the dew that fills 

'Tis love that paints the purple morn 

' Tis love unites what sin dis'ides 

'Tis mercy— mercy we implore ...... 

'Tis not that murm'rins; thoughts arise 
'Tis pleasure more than earlh can give 
'Tis sin, alas! with dreadful pow'r... 

'Tis sin, alas ! with tyrant pow'r 

'Tis there the weary are at rest 

'Tis thine, Lord, by a word 

'Tis thine, the passions to recall 

'Tis this which cheers 

'Tis thy presence, Jesus, thine 

'Tis true, we are but strangers 

'Tis when the magic veil's remov'd .. 

To all thine other favors, add 

To hear the sorrows thou hast felt. . . . 
To chase the shades of death away... 

To die iu hope, is to receive 

To each the soul of each how dear 

To dwell with God, to feel his love. , , 

To Europe's farthest bound'ry 

To ever-fragrant meads 

To gentle otlices of love 

To Jesus xnay we fly . .' 

To heav'n, the place of his abode 

To him I owe my life, my breath. . . . 

To him let rapture wing thee 

To him protection shall be shown 

To him the warblers on the spra}'. . . . 

To him their pray'rs and cries 

To him, ye graceful cedars, bow 

To nobler bliss my soul aspires 

To uobltr realms my ardent hopes .... 

Too oft, alas ! my passions rove 

To perfect bliss my soul aspires 

Too plain, alas! the languor shows... 

To see the law by Christ fulfiU'd 

To slaves oppress'd with cruel chains 

To sufter in the traitor's place 

To tents of woe, to beds of pain 

To that my rising soul aspires.. ." 

To thee 1 tell each rising grief 

To thee, 'midst all the glories 

To thee my trembling spirit flies 

To thee shall annual incei;se rise 

To thee the widow's cheerful song 

To thee we pay our grattful songs 

To things unseen by mortal eyes 

To this dear refuge, Lord, we come . . 
To this temple I once could resort . . . 

To-day, on the mount 

Together they frequent the place 

To-morrow vv'ill be time enongh 

Transgressors, sunk in fatal sleep 

Transparent now, and ail serene 

Transporting hope! shine on my fouI 
Transporting news! Celestial Gutst.. 
Trembling, 1 fell! J kiss'd his wounds 
Tremendous judgments from thy hand 
Triumphant, smiles the victor's brow. . 

True, indeed, the stain of sin 

True, you are young 

Truly blessed is this station 

Trust me, I draw the likeness true . . . 

Trusting self, a broken reed 

Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs... 

Turning to my rest again 

'Twas Jesus, Prince of life 

Z2 



570 U 

18 Unchanging Sun ! thy beams display. . S'2'i 

369 Unerring wisdom guides his hand 545 

213 United hymns of pray'r and praise... 524 

357 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul 256 

533 Unsatisfied and tir'd, at last 156' 

385 V ■ 

73 Vain efforts these, no mortal pow'rs.. 387 

459 Vain his ambition, noise, and show . . 637 

407 Vain were her fairest beams display'd 70 

94 Vain world, begone, with all thy toys 310 

506 Vain world ! farewell to you 325 

431 Vainly we offer each ample oblation.. 53 

453 Vales and mountains, burst in song .. 233 

161 Vernal music, softly sounding 503 

113 Victorious love ! thy wondrous pow'r 601 

388 Victorious love! what tongue can tell 262 

94 ~ View the broad sea's majestic plains. . 244 

610 Vile unbelief, begone , . , 407 

565 VV 

330 Waft — waft, ye winds, his story 191 

193 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait.. 31 

89 Wake, all ye mounting tribes, and sing 231 

363 Warm, enthusiastic fires 432 

641 Watchman ! tell us of the night 196 

71 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines. . 232 

71 We catch the fire, — these icy breasts.. 340 

682 We have a fairer home on high 578 

363 We hear thy voice when thunders roll 21 

38 We know not what is right 47 

276 We know when moons shall wane... 706 

231 We may wish for purer skies 37 

220 We may wish for souls as chaste 37 

290 We praise thee 122 

309 We pray that you may early prove . . 481 

2S9 We see thy hand— it leads us 209^ 

322 We share our mutual woes 56© 

344 Weak cottage where our souls reside 552 

130 Weak is the effort of my heart 80 

60 Wealth and pomp and pow'r are idols 345 

581 Weep not o'er these eyes that languish l4s 

586 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge 3So 

168 Well, let the nations stait and fly 4i 

93 Well mightthe skies with wonder view 262 

90 We'll look on all the toys below 343 

468 Were all the worlds of light 293 

5S2 Were half the breath thus vainly spent 5i04 

595 V/ere 1 doom'd to tread a weai-y course 673 

452 Were 1 to mount the flying wind .... 181 

10 Were the woods and hills and streams 37 

539 Were you not children once? — Renew 588 

521 Were you once at awful distance .... 192 

565 What can this world bestow Iss 

526 What! cannot all the melting charms 3S7 

:!32 What death-like lethargy detains 385 

175 What disappointments cover 650 

'676 What golden visions then will fill 140 

371 V\ hat hath God wrought 2-J5 

4)8 ^^ hat if beams of op'ning day 5il 

593 What, if we wear the richest vest... , 343 

616 What is a birth-day now? — a sound.. 4S0 

37 What is man, that he should share... 242 

481 What is the world, with all its store. . 354 

426 What less than thine almighty word., 97 

372 W hat object, Lord 4S3 

361 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd.. 229 

132 What pleasure appear'd in the looks.. 539 

301 What shall Ido{ was then the word.. 344 

611 What shall we render, bounteoHS Lord 581 



INDEX. 



First Lines of Verses. 



What! shall we run to gain the crown 609 

What spicy odors, blended 571 

What thanks I owe thee 27l 

What though a thousand foes invade. . 415 
What though, amid life's lovely bloom 172 
What tho' his dearest friends have died 4S5 
What tho' his tott'ring limbs be weak 485 
What, though in solemn silence all . . 2 
What though our mortal comforts fade 427 

Wliat, though Satan's ; . . . 4I9 

What tho' the arm of conqu'ring death 632 
What tho' the floods lift up their voice 2i7 

What, though the spicy breezes 191 

W'hat tho' the tempest o'er me rise.. 539 
What, though yet no losses grieve you 479 
Whate'er a blooming world contains. . 231 
Whate'er the restless mind of man... 150 

Whate'er thy providence denies 364 

Whate'er thy sacred will ordains , 364 

When ail created streams are dried .. 31s 
When all the pow'rs of hell combin'd 69 

When angry nations rush to arms 5«5 

When anxious cares would break 257 

When, by the dreadful tempest, borne 173 
When day, with parting beam, delays 35 
When death o'er nature shall prevail 25/ 
When death's awful image was nigh. . 556 
When each can feel his brother sigh.. 567 
When earthly joys have left the breast I25 
When ev'ry joy young bosoms prize. . iGl 
^> hen ev'ry long-lov'd scene of life . . 607 
W hen faith is firm and conscience clear 613 

When, free from envy 567 

When from her orb the moon 6 

When gladness wings my favor'd hour 211 
When gloomy care and keen distress 25S 
When guilt and terror, pain and grifef 8S 

When he, in robes divinely bright 8S8 

When hope to those bright courts 624 

When I behold thine awful hand 50 

When I pray, he hears my pray'r 183 

When I tread the verge of Jordan 442 

When I turn my eyes within 339 

When in his earthly courts we view.. 136 
When in the shades of gloomy night.. Gl2 

When ;u the sultry glebe I faint 28 

\'' hen joy no longer soothes or cheers 1(59 

^■>;hea joy should dawn £44 

^fvhen inden with the vveight of years 6O7 

When life's frail vessel drinks 692 

When lo f in that moment of fear 282 

When, lost in thought, a friend I view 600 
When love, in one delightful stream.. 567 

Wiien mercy joins with majesty 12 

W hen morning's cheerful rays 505 

Vv hen morn's first beam from slumbers 682 
When, mounted on thy clouded car. . 546 
Wlien my heart throbb'd with anguish 556 
When nature faints ; — around my bed 306 
When night, with wings of starry gloom 35 
When not ev'n friendship's gentle aid 409 
When, one by one, those ties are torn 613 
When shall I reach that happy place. . 663 

AVhen shall I thy beauties trace 462 

When shall that long-expected day. . . 488 
When shall the gospel's healing ray. . 594 
When shall we see the Great Unknown 12 
When sinners break the Father's laws 134 

When »ix days of labor &49 

'When sleep, (death's image) 497 



When summer ev'ning's golden hues 149 

When, sunk in guilt 581 

When that illustrious day shall rise .. 445 

When that happy era begins 461 

When the ills 1 foreboded were come 556 

When the last dread day appears 40 

When the most helpless sons of grief 583 

When the silence of night 3 

When thou, Lord! shalt stand 216 

When vexing thoughts within me inse 76 
When we appear in yonder cloud.. .. 269 

WJien we are call'd to part 566 

When v,e gain the heav'nly regions.. 451 
When we obtain some valued prize 
When, with the closing day, I rest. 
When youthful spring around us ... 

Whene'er becalm'd I lie 

Whejie'er the tempting foe alarms.. 

Whene'er they preach 

Vv here can the mourner go 

Where death in darkness reigns. .. . 
Where is the blessedness I knew 



229 

Where Jesus dwells my soul would be 457 

539 
202 
202 



Where Jesus, the Sun of the place. . . 
Where pointed brambles grew... 
Where the bleak mountains stood 
V/here the calm spirit sinks to ease.. 665 

Where the pure, azure hcav'ns 665 

Where thunders roll before him 682 

Where we, in high, seraphic strains.. 530 

'\V'here we shall breathe 530 

Where'er I look, my wond'ring eyes. . 306 

Where'er I tr,rn 93 

Where'er thou wilt, observe him .... 682 
Where'er we tread, beneath our feet. . 473 
^•^•'here'er we tarn our gazing eyes . . . 243 
Wjiether morning's splendors steep . . 39 

While fiiendship weeps 577 

While golden harps and angel-tongues 5 
While here, like Gilead's drops of balm 629 

While hope revives 168 

W'hile hov'ring o'er the happy place.. 278 
While i am held in his embrace..... 341 

'•■Viule I feel thy love to me 184 

While majesty's etfulgeut blaze l86 

While numbers spent the night 497 

Wiiiie ^f his absence I complain 341 

While our silent steps are straying... 635 

Wjiiie pensive thought. 476 

While place we seek, or place we sbun 182 
While pity prompts the rising sigh. .. 627 
While sweet reflection thro' ray day* 249 

j ^^"^hile the empress of the night 510 

I While the heralds of salvation 195 

I While the stars unnumber'd roll 510 

I While the vvounds of woe are healing l7l 

j Y/hi!e these excite my fear and joy.. 17 

While Unbelief withstands thy grace 386 

While we, with sacred rapture fu'd .. 234 

Whilst, here, our gracious Lord 69 

Whither, ah ! whihier shall I go 166 

Whither may the soul repair. 648 

AVhither, oh ! whither should I fly . . . 

Whither, then, shall I flee 

Whose breast expands 

Who can behold the blazing light.... 

Who can resist thy gentle call 

Who has not felt the restless glow . . . 

Who is the King of Glory, who 

Who shall fulfil^'this boundless song ., 



27 

20 
363 

15 
209 
644 

67 
131 



INDEX. 



First Lilies of Verses. 



Why droop our hearts II3 

Why, my soul, art thou perplex'd. . . . 421 

Why should I be of death afraid 358 

Why should I complaiu of want 367 

Why should I court my Master's foe. . 560 

Why should I shrink at thy commajid 352 

W"hy should mau, then 417 

Why should the soul a drop bemoan. . 318 

Why should we doubt a Father's love 351 

Wide as the wheels of nature roll 469 

Wide it unveils celestial worlds ..... 121 

Will she, there, no fond emotion ... . . 651 

Will the Almighty deign a^ain 129 

Wilt thou despise eternal fate lOl 

Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud 232 

Wisdom and mercy guide my way... 352 

With all the boasted pomp of war . . . 594 

With ardent eyes that bright reward 295 

With beams of smiling majesty 278 

With beams of sweet, celestial light.. 384 

With bread the heart of man to cheer 478 

With coldness and contempt I view.. 291 

With gratitude my eyes behold 499 

With heav'nly life my soul inspire . . 342 

With joy, great God, thy works 522 

With joy like his shall ev'ry saint 66 

With joy the chorus we repeat 52 

With life he clothes the spring ...... 670 

With mighty force he scatters round 538 

With my substance will I honor 195 

With no reproaching voice within ... 508 

With rapture shall I then survey 50 

With steady course thy shining sun . . 382 

With thee are my times 8 

With thy heav'nly presence blest .... 511 

With trembling faith 536 

Withdrawn awhile, he'll yet return .. 413 

Without thee, the world possessing . . 2l4 

Worthy for ever is the Lamb 268 

Would not my ardent spirit vie 305 

Wrapt in the gloom of dark despair.-. 87 

Wrapt in the silence of the night .... 52 

Y 

Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound . . 231 

Ye careless ones, oh, hear betimes... 431 

Ye chosen seed of Israel's race 188 

Ye curling fountains, as you mil 234 

Ye dreadful caverns of the deep 237 

Ye fair, by nature forra'd to move ... 231 

Ye fair, enchanting throng 287 

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take. . 49 

Ye fields of light, celestial plains 231 

Ye flocks, that tread the humble vale 23l 

Ye gay varieties of earth, adieu I5O 

Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 188 

Ye hungry poor, who long have stray'd l09 

Ye mortals, catch the sound 64 

Ye mortals, mark its pace :. . 643 

Ye mountains and vallies 464 

Ye nations, bend — in rev'rencs bend 19 

Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns 430 

Ye pleasing scenes, adieu 608 



Ye saints below, ye hosts of heav'n .. 536 
Ye saints, who stand nearer than they 261 
Ye saints, with joy the theme pursue 9 
Ye sinners, come, 'tis Mercy's voice 104 

Ye sinners, seek his grace 657 

Ye slumb'ring saints, a heav'nly host 659 

Ye stars, return the honors paid 232 

Ye stars, that pave the shii;ing way.. 465 

Ye teasing vanities, depart 309 

Ye tempting sweets, forbear 287 

Ye treach'rous inmates, hence depart 73 
Ye wheels of nature, speed your course 454 

Ye who are of death afraid 65 

Ye whom the charms of grandeur. . . . 231 

Ye winds and raging seas 235 

Ye wonderful orbs, that actonish. .. . . 464 

Ye zephyrs, let the heav'nly lay 237 

Yearly, in our course, returning 479 

Yes — all are broken cisterns, Lord... l74 
Yes, by the kindest, tend'rest names 365 
Yes, dearest Lord, to dwell with thee 456 
Yes, for beyond these lower skies. . . . 373 
Yes! happier, who, from earthly woes 115 
Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord .... 249 
Yes! in the mid-day's fervid beams.. 487 
Yes ! Jesus rose, — and while the wreck 115 
Yes, let it go! — one look from thee.. 360 
Yes, Lord, i own thy sov'reign hand 545 

Yes, — 7101V, life's fairest scenes 1A3 

Yes, the blest Comforter is nigh 97 

Yes, — thou art precious to my soni... 3l6 

Yet an ark is on tlio tide 702 

Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee 16S 

Yet here display the wonders i. 527 

Yet hope may charm our grief away 577 

Yet i mourn my stubborn will 339 

Yet, if thy gracious will ordain 358 

Yet is his house and heart so large . . . 109 
Yet know, nor of the terms complain 74 
Yet leaves again will clothe the trees 144 
Yet, 'midst their joys, they paus'd. . . 129 
Yet nature may have leave to speak. . 540 
Yet nobler favors claim his praise . . . 243 

Yet not thus lifeless, in the grave 600 

Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear... 248 
Yet Sov'reign Mercy calls, Retukn 12S 

Yet this fair world 238 

Yet, tho' my soul in darkness mourns 406 

Yet, when the silent ev'ning sighs 690 

Yet, when the voice which rules 321 

Yet, while, thro' each deceitful dream 159 
Yet why, dear Lord, this tendei* care 252 
Yet will there dawn, at lasl, a day. . . 532 
Yet, with these prospects full in sight 457 

Yon chamber 614 

Yon shining orbs forget their course.. 411 

"^ on starry plains 324 

Yonder rise the lofty mountain* 503 

You have seen a friend— a brotlier... 171 
You, whose capacious pow'rs survey. . I4 

^ outh and the op'ning rose 706 

Youths, on length of days presuming.. 479 



INDEX 



Scripture Passages. 



Ch. Ver. No. 

GENESIS. 

1..31 37 

2.. 3 522.524 

2...^. 525.527 

2. .3 532 

2.. 18 138 

5.. 24 229 

S..13— 17 120 

18. .19 143 

24.. 56 443 

24.. 63... 270 

28.. 15 366 

49.. 33 ...618 

EXODUS. 

12.. 29, 30 6T1 

14. .13.. 451 

15.. 1—21 246 

15. .11 4. 11 

16.. 23 526 

17. .6 672 

20.. 8— 11... 522. 524 
20.. 8— 11... 525. 527 

20. .11 532 

20.. 24 278 

34.. 6. 9, 10.' 672 

LEVITICUS. 

20.. 24 663 

25.. 9 :.192 

NUMBERS. 

6. .26... 405 

21.. 8, 9 82. 83 

21. .8,9 84 

23.. 10 606.633 

23.. 23 245.690 

DEUTERONOMY. 

7. .9 8 

8. .2 251 

8.. 2, 3 45 

31. .16 611 

32.. 49,50 615 

33.-27.29 25 

34.. 5 615 

JOSHUA. 
I.. 2. 5 632 



Ch 
1 


. Ver. No. 
.5 366 


1 


.9 113 




RUTH. 


1. 


.16,17 2C8 




I SAMUEL. 



3.. IS 353.354 

3. .IS 355.545 

7. .12 253 

15. .32 6{>7 

16.. 23 673 

30.. 6 427 

II SAMUEL. 



7.. 22. 
12.. 22. 



.4. 11 

. . .407 



I KINGS. 

3.. 7— 9 484 

8.. 27 5 

S..27— 29 274 

S..38 281 

y..3 V78 

19.. 4 402 

II KINGS. 

4. .26 370.544 

4.. 26 540.6-23 

19. .35 675 

I CHRONICLES. 

23.. 30 4S6 

29.. 11 42. 43 

29.. 11, 12 11 

29.. 15 434 

II CHRONICLES. 

I.. 7— 10 484 

6. .18 5 

6.. 18- 20 274 

7.. 15, 16 278 

20.. 6 43 

32.. 21 675 

NEHEMIAK. 
9.. 5 260 



.Ver. 



ESTHER. 
.13 

JOB 
.21 

.21.... 
.20—22 



.11.. 
.3,4. 
.6... 
.16.. 
.16.. 
.10.. 
.10.. 



.25,26.. 

.1 

.7 

.7—9... 
.26—28. 

.1,2 

.2 

.2 

.10 

.22 

.12 

.15 

.21 

.3—6... 

.2,3 

.2—4... 

.13 

.15 

.26 

.3,4 

.17 

.5 

.19 

.20 

.22 

.23 

.23 

.2 



No. 
...33 
...544 



150.354 
...355 
. . .402 
14. 15 
... 16 
...153 

540.541 

6.36.746 
56.357 

402.777 
14. 15 
... 16 
... 19 
36. 746 
...402 
... 16 
14. 15 
...153 
...626 

160.732 

...ran 

. . .5S9 
...600 
...161 
153.614 
...ltt2 
... 399 
...403 
...229 
...581 
...156 
...161 
...206 
...393 
... )9 
. . .209 
...614 
... K 
14. 15 
... 16 
... 47 
...749 



Ps. Ver. No. 

PSALMS. 

3.. 5.. 489.490 

3.. 5 491.492 

3.. 5 493.496 

3.. 5 497.498 

3.. 5 499 

4..1 680 

4.. 6 155.220 

4.. 6 221.223 

4.. 6 761 

4.. 6,7 157.179 

4.. 8 504.505 

4.. 8. 508.509 

4.. 8. 510.511 

4.. 8 512 

5.. 3 489.490 

5. .3 491.492 

5.. 3 493.494 

5.. 3 495.496 

5.. 3 497.498 

5.. 3 499.502 

6.. 6 540.541 

8..1 36 

8. .3 515 

8.. 3,4 687 

S..4 242 

9. .9 167.168 

9..fl 169 

14. .1 1.682.683 

16. .2, 3 581.584 

16.. 2, 3 ....585 

16. .5 353.354 

16.. 11 159.179 

16. .11 180.181 

16. .11 312 

17. .15 280 

18. .4 396 

IS.. 7— 15 12 

18.. 13— 15... 40. 41 

19.. 1 687 

19. .1—6 1. 2 

19.. 1—6 3. 33 

19.. 1—6.... 682. 683 

19.. 4— 6 501 

19. .7— 10 98.100 

23 28. 29 

23 89. 90 

23.. 4 6»i 



INDEX. 



Scripture Passages. 



Ps. Ver. No. 

24..r— 10 67 

25.. 11. 18 212 

26..8. 278 

27.. 1—3 428 

27., 4 278 

27.. 5 428 

27.. 8 168.767 

27. .10 1G9 

27.. 14 415.428 

28.. 9 594 

29.. 3 4 

30.. 5 179.180 

30. .5 181.312 

30.. 5 417 

30. .7 i5l 

31.. 15 358.381 

31. .15 752 

31. .16 217 

32.. 5— 7 348 

32.. 7 27 

33. .5 9. 37 

33.. 12 589 

33.. 21 784 

34.. 1 487 

34. .7. 17. 19 27 

34.. 11 481.482 

.S4..18 349 

35.. 3 219.220 

35.. 3 221.754 

36. .9 178 

37 676 

37.. 4 318 

37.. 18 429 

37.. 37 616.617 

37., 37 618,621 

37. .39,40 167 

38,. 18 346.347 

39 637 

39.. 12 434.741 

40.. 8 308 

41.. 3 553 

42. .2 280.462 

42.. 4 539 

42. .5. 8.11 421 

42.. 5. 11.... 419, 420 

42., 7 396 

42.. 8 413,785 

42, ,11 82 

43., 3 99,136 

43.. 3 200 

43.. 5 419.420 

43.. 5 421 

45. .10, 11. 2 108 

46. .1 167 

46.. 1—5 26 

46. .T 183 

46,. 9 595.596 

46., 10 546.630 

47.. 4 351 

48., 1—3 26 

50.. 15 168 

51.. 10— 12... 95, 96 

51. .17 349 

52.. 9 257.258 

52,. 9 259 

53. .1 1 

55.. 6 753 

55.. 14 565 

fi5..17 487 



Ps. Ver. 
58.. 4... 
59.. 16.. 
59,, 16.. 
59. .16,. 
59.. 16., 
59,, 16., 
5y..l6., 
59,, 16.. 
59, ,16.. 
62.. 2. 6,7 
62. .11.. 
63. ,1,.. 
63.. 3.., 
63.. 3..-. 
63.,3. ,, 
63., 7... 
65,, 4,,, 
65,, 7,., 
6>,,8,.. 
65., 9— 13 
65, ,11,, 
65,, 11,, 
66.. 7, ,, 
67., 1,2. 
69,, 1,2. 



69., 1—3 
69,, 13— 
69,, 17., 

72 

72,, 8,.. 
72., 19., 
73.. 23.. 
73., 24.. 
73.. 25.. 
73.. 25.. 
73.. 25.. 
73.. 25.. 
73.. 25.. 
73., 28.. 
74., 16.. 
74,. 16, 17 
77.. 7— 19 
77.. 18, 19 
77.. 19.. 
84.,!,.. 
84., 3.., 
84. ,10.. 
85, ,10.. 
86..5, .. 
88., 18... 
89,, 6 -9 
89,.14, , 
89, ,48,. 

90 

90., 2... 
90.. 2— 4 
90.. 5, 6. 
91.. 5,6. 11 
92.. 1,2, 
92.. 2.. 
92.. 12. 
93.. 1.3,4. 
94.. 12.. 
94. .12.. 
98.. 7— 9 
102. .11. 
102., 24 —27 
102,, 26, 27 
103, .2 



No, 
.154 
422,423 
.424.489 
490.491 
492.493 
495.496 
497.498 
499.502 
.503 
. 25 
, 19 

75 

179.180 
181.312 

740 

25 

210 

595 

500.501 

478 

468.469 
.470 
, 43 
,198 



.397 



398 

189 

190 

....715 

409 

.351.442 

150.309 

310.311 

S13.314 

315.316 

744.756 

...206 

...774 

34. 35 

..,414 

40, 41 

,,,49 

276.277 

,,,697 

. , .278 

17.129 

,., 23 

,..629 

... 30 

17, 31 

,.,707 

... 7 

.,, 6 

... 13 

...626 

...507 

...486 

.,.31 

,,.322 

... 19 

549.550 

51.5.55 

235.237 

..636 

.. 7 

.. 13 

249.254 



Ps. Ver. No. 

03,, 2 255,256 

03,, 2,3 556 

03,, 15, 16 626 

03., 15— 18 7 

03,, 19 43 

04. .1 11 

04,, 24 32, 37 

04,, 24 38 

04., 24,25 39 

04,, 34 554.555 

06,, 2 260 

07,, 4— 8 173 

07.. 8, 15,,. 243. 241 
07.. 21, 31.. 243. 244 

07.. 23, 24 39 

07.. 23— 31 173 

07.. 23— 31 247 

07,, 23— 31 592 

12,. 4 49 

13. .5,6 5 

16, ,1 556 

16,, 12 581 

18, ,13 514 

13,, 14 427.428 

18. 21 556 

18.. 24 ;523.527 

19,, 19 .434.741 

19. ,25 383.334 

19.. 37 440 

19.. 65 370 

19.. 71 549.550 

19.. 71 551.. 555 

19.. 75 544.. 547 

19.. 75 548.549 

19. .77 731 

19.. 81 398 

19.. 82 403.404 

19.. 94 752 

19., 105 99 

19. .111. 173. ,,,294 

21. .1 408 

2^.-5,6 478 

28.. 2 375 

.32., 18 189 

33 144 

33 570.571 

.33, ,1 565.566 

33,. 1 567.572 

35. ,3 250 

37,. 1—6 197 

38. .2 100 

38.. 5 436 

39 22 

39.. 1—12 20 

39.. 14— 18 243 

39.. 2.3,24 747 

41., 2 .504. .505 

41.. 2 506.513 

42.. 7 398 

43.. 8 488 

44.. 4 636.638 

44.. 1.5 .589 

45.. 1,2 257.258 

45.. 1,2 259 

45.. 3 500 

45.. 7— 9 9. 10 

45.. 9 731 

45., 10 33. 34 

45.. 10 35. 38 



Ps, Ver. No. 

145,, 10 239,390 

145,. 10 716 

146,, 2 257,258 

146,, 2 259 

146,, 5 375 

147.. 5 16 

147,. 14 595,596 

148 ,.,231.232 

148 233 

148.. 1,2 235 

148,. 1,2.4 234 

148,, 7— 9 237 

148,, 8 234,235 

148,. 11— 13 235 

148,, 13, 14 234 

150,. 1,2 238 

150,. 2 II 

150,. 6 2.36 

PROVERBS. 
I,, 20— 23.. 103. 118 

3. .13— 18 lis 

3.. 21— 26 102 

4. .23 345 

6. ,23 99 

8 103,108 

8 118 

8.. 13 323,393 

8, .17 481.482 

8. ,17 483 

9,. 1—6 103 

10, ,28 127 

11, .7 614 

14., 13 162 

14,. 32 604 

16. .31... 485 

18. .32 154 

20.. 1—6 118 

23., 26 304 

27,, 1 558,641 

28,, 26 361 

31., 30 160 

ECCLESIASTES. 

I.. 2 160 

I.. 2. 14..,. 158. 159 

3..1! 36. 37 

3. .11 38 

6,, 11, 12,,. 155. 157 

6. .11, 12 179 

7..1 430 

8.. 8 707 

11. .8 161 

12,, 1 481,482 

12.. 1—7 700 

12., 7 709.778 

12. ,8 158.159 

CANTICLES. 
2.. 11— 13.. 473.474 
2.. 12, 13... 475, 476 

2,, 12, 13 477 

2., 16 785 

3,,1 341 

5.. 10— 16... 70, 71 
8.. 6 307 

ISAIAH. 

3.. 10 370 

6.. 1—3 240 



INDEX. 



Scripture Passages 



Ch. Ver. 



6.. 3 

9,.6,7. . 

11.. 6— 9. 

11.. 9.... 



No. 
,34. 35 
.... 36 
. ... 189 
....202 
,...200 



12,. 1 422.423 

12.. 2 ..367.423 

13,. 19— 22 674 

21.. 11 190 

26.. 3 364 

26. .3, 4 365 

29.. 8 677 

30.. 18 17 

32.. 2 85 

32.. 15— 17 199 

33.. 2 493.497 

33.. 2 498.499 

33. .17 70.662 

33.. 17 683.698 

33. .17 703 

35.. 1,2 202 

35.. 4 733 

35.. 9, 10 436 

37.. 36 675 

40,. 6— 8.... 626. 639 

41. ,10., 366 

41.. 10 367 

41.. 10. 13. 14.... 733 

41. .10.14 113 

41.. 18— 20 202 

43.. 1,5 ^':733 

44.. 2. 8 733 

44. .3 199 

44.. 5 298 

44., 5 302.303 

44, ,6 6 

44.. 23 134 

45.. 8 199 

46.. 10 44 

49., 15, 16 8 

50.. 10 365.400 

50.. 10 406.416 

51. .12 169 

53.. 3— 12 535 

54.. 4 733 

54.. 7— 10 411 

54,, 9, 10 120 

54., 10 

55., 1 104 

55.. 1 109,110 

55.. 2 179 

55, .10,11 124 

55.. 11— 13 199 

55.. 13 202 



Ch. Ver. No. 
66.. 2 349 

JEREMIAH. 

2.. 13 174 

3.. 12,22 128 

3.. 22. 12. 14.... 112 
8.. 20 395 



Ch. Ver. No. 

3.. 17, 18... 170. 248 



HAGGAI. 



2.. 5. 
2.. 7. 



8.. 22 

8.. 22 

8.. 22..... 

10. .12 

13,. 16 

17. .13 

23. .23,24.. 
23.. 23,24.. 

27.. 13 

30. .10 

31,, 15— 17, 

33, .11 

46.. 27.,.., 



..82. 83 
,.84.105 

743 

3•^ 

643 

174 

..20. 22 

183 

101 

733 

679 

2,50 

733 



50.. 5 2»6.298 

LAMENTATIONS 



3.. 2.. 
3. .13. 
3.. 23. 



.54... 
.57... 



,,.398 
...281 
.8.496 
...396 
...733 
EZEKIEL, 

.28..,- 120 

.19 387. 

18. .31 101 

33. .11 101 

,26 387.388 

36.. 26, 27 94 

47.. 1—12 137 

DANIEL. 



733 

. . . .275 

ZECHARIAH. 

9.. 9, 10 189.190 

13. .1 111.123 

13.. 9 302.303 



MALACHI. 



.275 
, 93 



MATTHEW. 
I. .21 80 



.51. 



2. .1,2. 
2.. 1—11 

2.. 2,9, 10 92 

6,. 6 271.272 

6., 10 225 

6, ,24 345 

.... 48 



Ch. 
25.. 
26.. 

26.. 
26., 
26.. 
27.. 
27.. 
27.. 
27., 
28., 
28.. 
28.. 



Ver. No. 

35— 40.. 584. 585 
26— 28.. 534. 536 

26—28 537 

36—46 59 

42 225 

35— 50... 60. 61 

45 401 

46.50.. 758 

59, 60 62 

1—7 64. 65 

5—7.. 66 

19 192 

MARK, 



48—51. 
21—23. 
22 

36, 37. . 



4., 24,25., 
4., 32. 34.. 

4.. 35 

6.. 27 

9. .9 , 



.42. 44 
.42, 44 
,42. ^^ 
..,. 27 
23 



.,.6.349 
,523.52^1 
..525.527 
.531.532 

318 

347 

200 



57.. 15... 
58. .13... 
58., 13... 
.58.. 13.., 
58, ,14... 
59.. 12... 
60,. 1—5. 

60.. 19,20 46.5 

60.. 20 563 

61.. 1,2 55 

63.. 1—5 678 

63.. 9 24 

64,. 6 479 

65., 17 202 

66. .1,2 44 



HO SEA, 

10,, 2 389 

14. .1.4 112.128 

14.. 5 322 

JOEL, 

I,. 14, 15 593 

JONAH. 

2,, 3 396 

3.. 9 407 

MIC AH. 

2.. 10 644 

7.. 9 49 

7.. 18 23 

7. .18, 19 128 

NAHUM. 

I.. 2— 6 12 

I. .7 10.167 

HABAKKUK. 



2. .14... 
3.. 3— 6. 



...200 
.. 12 



6..25,.., 

6,, 25— 34.. 46 

6.. 33 433 

6.. 34 48.642 

6., 34 760 

7, .11 285 

7. .13,14 297 

7.. 24— 27 317 

8. .17 535 

8.. 25 215 

9., 35 56 

10,, 8 192.193 

10,, 8 195 

10.. 29— 31 46 

10, ,31 733 

10, ,32, 33. ......300 

10.. 37 145 

11. .5 378 

11, .28 ,105.106 

11,. 28 107 

11,, 28, 29 86 

13,, 31— 33 190 

13, ,46 81 

14.. 23 271.272 

14. .24— 32,., 58, 439 

14,. 30, 31 56 

15.. 19, 20.-,...,, 386 

15. .30 56 

16.. 26 745 

17.. 2 70 

18.. 20 275.564 

19.. 14 625 

19.. 21 287.290 

19.. 21 320.360 

19.. 21— 29 321 

19.. 26 749 

19.. 27 293 

20, ,31 205 

2i..5 186 

21., 13 207 

21,. 22 204 

24.. 12 152 

25.. 1—13 598 

25.. 31— 34 658 

25.. 34 728 



.14 

,16 

,21 

.21 

.21—30. 

.27 

.28 

.47 

.17 

.22—24 
.22—24 
.32—42 
.36..,. 
.25—38 
.33.... 
.34.37. 



..58.439 

386 

393 

745 

.....299 

625 

140 

.287.290 
.320.360 

321 

749 

293 

214 

207 

.534.536 

537 

59 

749 

..60. 61 

, 401 

758 



15 192 

LUKE. 

31 80 

.32,33 189 

.78,79 91. 92 

,79 441 

.7— 14.... 51. 52 

.7—16 54 

.11 87 

.14 134 

.21 80 

.18,19 55 

.11 293 

.20 379.560 

,4S,49 317 

,24 215 

.26... 299 

.30— 37.. 363. 583 

.42 ^296 

.2 225 

.13 285 

.6,7 46 

.7 733 

.8.9 300 

.22—31 46 

.31 433 

,33 290,586 

.6—9 252 

.19— 21, .....190 

.24 297 

.16— 23.. 109. 110 
.26 145 



INDEX. 



Scripture Passages. 



Ch. Ver. 
14.. 33... 
16. .13... 
16.. 22... 
lr..5.... 
18. .13... 



No. 

360 

345 

119 

319 

, 213 



18.. 16 625 

18.. 22 287.290 

18.. 22.. 320 

18.. 22— 30 321 

18.. 28 293 

19.. 46 207 

22.. 19 267.. 533 

22. .19,20. ..534. 5.36 

22.. 19, 20 537 

22.. 39— 46...... 59 



22.. 42 

23.. 27 

23.. 33— 46. 

23. .46 

23.. 53 

24. .26 

24.. 47 



, . .225 
,..63 
50, 61 
, . .758 
...62 
...63 
...192 



Ch. Ver 
20. 
21. 
21. 



No. 

19. 26 275 

15— 17.. 305. 306 
15— 17.. 338. 339 



ACTS. 



67 



.12..., 
.31.... 
.41,.., 



.38,; 
.17. 



JOHN. 



I.. 17 129.136 

I.. 49 186 

3. .5 94 

3.. 14,15.... 82. 83 

3.. 14, 15 84 

3. .16 18 

4.. 14 174 

4.. 23, 24 ^.208 

5.. 2— 9 57 

5.. 39 98 

fr.. 18— 21... 58. 439 

6. .57 ...114 

6.. 68 165.166 



7. .37.... 

8. .12,,.. 

8. .32..., 

9.. 4 

10. .10..., 
10..11..., 
10. .11... 
10. .28.,, 
11. .'26... 
12.. 28... 
12.. 35... 
13.. 7.,.. 
13. .34... 
14.. 6.,,. 

14.,6. ... 



,.104 

..488 
..1.36 
..643 
.. 72 



87 

299 

4 

466 

203.209 
271.272 
....188 
.... 87 
....116 
469,470 
,.,..121 

191 

21 

577 

.225,352 

373 

373 

ROMANS. 

T..16.,. 

I. .20 

I.. 20... 

2.. 7 

3.. 24, 25, 

3.. 25, 26, 

5.. 1—5, 

5,. 8— 11 



7,. 55.56.. 

9, .11 

10. .9 

10, .36 

13.. 23 

13 
14 
15 
16 
17 
20 
21 



27 , . , . 

25. 38. 

14,... 

23,. 1 

24.. 16.... 



134 

1. 2. 3 
.682,683 

648 

130 

129 

117 

134 



Ch. Ver. No. 

10. .16,17 537 

11.. 23— 26.. 534. 5.36 

11.. 23— 26 537 

11.. 24,25... 267. 533 

12.. 9 122 

13 337.582 

13.. 6 332 

13.. 8, 13 750 

13., 9— 12 50 

13,. 12 .652 

14.-1 337 

15.. 19 125.123 

15.. 19 127 

15. .19,20 115 

15.. 33 ,701 

15.. 55— 57 708 

15.. 56 601 

15.. 57 012.619 

II COR. 

I.. 3, 4 169 

I. .10 590 

I. .12,... ,373 

3. .14— 16 748 

4. .6 93 

4,. 17 450,640 

4.. 17, 18 6,50 

.18. 



No. 



Ch. Ver. 

5.. 2 569 

5. -15 343 

6.. 10— 17 444 

6.. 12 445 

6.. 18 ., 203 

PHILIPPIANS. 



130 

380 

634 

-226 

.....643 

50 

..566,. 587 
,..72. 88 
7.3S 



5.. 20, 21 734 

7,, 6 344 

7,. 21— 25.. 446. 447 

7. .24 281.391 

8.. 10 .538 

8.. 14— 16 369 

....218 

630 

.26 209 

.31 427.428 

.4 132 

.32,33 31 



8. .15 

8.. 22 

8 

8 
10 
11 



14.. 16, 17 95, 96 

14.. 16, 17 97 

14.. 17 371 

14.. 18 222 

14. .19 , 114 

15.. 18, 19 311 

16,. 20 419.420 

16.. 33 ,,,377 

17,, 4 .,132 

17,. 24 45G.667 

18.. 1,2,, 69 

19..18— .30. ,.60, 61 

19. .28. 30 132 

19., 30 107 

19, ,34 Ill 

19,. 40— 42 S2 

20.. 13 410,743 



11,, 34— 36, 

11, .36 

12.. 2 

12,, 12 

12., 15 

13,. 11 

13,.11,12. . 

14.. 9 

14, 
15. 
15. 
15. 



.30 

ir7 

343 

127 

,362,363 

4.54 

.....598 
63 



.17 164 

.4 125,126 

,4 692 

.13 376.757 



16.. 25, 26 115 

I COR. 



I. .9 

2.. 2 

3.. 10 

3,. 22 

5.. 8 

6., 19 

7,.31,... 
9.. 24, 25, 



.301 

,,97.;<71 
.609.615 

374 

..97.. 37 1 

I(.i3 

437 



.18.. 
.18.. 
.18.. 
.18.. 
.18,, 
.1— < 
.4... 
.7.., 



.324,325 
.326,327 
.328.329 
.330.331 
.452.453 
.646,647 

55-2 

458 

319 



I.. 21 

I. .21.... 
I, .21.... 
I.. 22— 24 
I,. 23.... 
I. .23,... 
I,. 27.... 
2..1 



5,, 8 457,461 

5.. 8 462.467 

5,. 17 283.284 

5.. 17 292 

5.. 20 279 

6,, 2 766 

Q..Q 334 

6. ,7 ,...444 

6. .16 371 

6.. 18 218,. 364 

S,.5 298.362 

8. .5 303 

12.. 7 45 

GALATIANS. 

2. .16 116 

2.. 20 333 

3.. 28 568 

4.. 6 218,369 



,19,,.. 

,31 

.22.... 
.22,23. 
,14.... 
.14.... 



. . . .724 
....344 
....122 
.95, 96 
1.33,291 
301 



EPHESIANS. 



.7 

,22... 
.5.8,. 

.8 

.1,17, 



.184.333 
.357,609 
,610,615 

457 

,461,462 

602 

343 

336 

2.. 8,9 131 

2. .10,11. ..187. 188 

3..1 425.784 

3.. 3 426.430 

3. ..3 431 

3. .7,8 311 

3.. 12— 14,,,.., 437 

3.. 17— 20 343 

4, ,4 425,784 

4,. 6 211.781 

4.. 6, 7 204 

4.. 7 377 

COLOSSIANS. 



.130 
.. 75 

,135 
,.122 
.,343 
..322 



I. .12 
I. .12 
I. .14 
I.. 20 
2.. 2. 



.660,661 

665 

130 

131 

569 

9 779 

10 73 

14,15 131 

1,2 324,325 

1,2 326.327 

1,2 328,329 

1,2 330,331 

1,2 391,392 

4 72 

ITHESS. 

3.. 2, 3 ,.544 

4.. 13, 14... 603. 711 

4.. 16 657.712 

4. .18,17. ..653.658 

5. .6 59S 

5.. 8 .376,444 

5. ,16 425 

II THESS. 

I., 7-10 712 

2,, 8 201 

2. .16 376 

2.. 16, 17. ...169 

I TIMOTHY. 
2, ,1,2.., 

2. .5 

2. .9 

3.. 16 68. 69 

4. .8 117.775 

6,, 6 117.775 

6. .11 337 

6,. 12 444.445 

C..15 167 



.591 



.343 



INDEX. 



Scripture Passages. 



Ch. Ver. 
6.. 17.. 



No. 
.177 



II TIMOTHY. 



....115 
135 



I. .1.10. 
I. .9.... 
I.. 10... 
I. .12... 
I. .18... 
2..8. ... 
3. .15... 
3.. 15— 17 

TITUS. 

I.. 2 125.126 

I. .2 692 

3. .5 ^94.135 

HEBREWS. 



602.755 
....216 
267.533 
....481 
.... 98 



I.. 12.... 

I. .14 

2.. 10 

2.. 14, 15. 

4.. 9 

4.. 9 

4. .9 

4,. 15 

6. .18.... 
7.. 25 



9. .28 

10.. 10. 12. 
10.. 12, 13. 

11. .1 

11. .8—10. 
11.. 13— 16 
J1..24— 26 



.... 78 
....119 
....134 
131 

455.528 

529.530 

666.771 

76. 77 

85 

79 

132 



..132 

.. 63 

..121 

434.435 

434.435 

. . . .295 



Ch. Ver. No. 

11.. 36 561 

12.. 1 437 

12.. 2 122 

12.. 5— 7 359 

12.. 5— 8 448 

12.. 6 548.549 

12.. 11 172 

12.. 18— 24 116 

13.. 5 366 

13.. 6 26 

13. .8. 78 

13. .13 300 

13.. 14 431.435 

JAMES. 

I. .17 .177 

I.. 27 350 

2.-5 379.560 

4..1 .....386 

4.. 7 412 

4.. 8 206 

4.. 13— 16 641 

4.. 14 6-26.638 

4.. 14 639 

5. .11 24 

5. .13 543 

I PETER, 

I. .3 115 

I.. 8 340.426 

I.. 8 430.431 

I. .8 432 

I.. 8, 9 121 

I. .11 63 

I.. 24 163.626 

2. .7 81.309 



Ch. Ver. No. 

2. .7 310.314 

2. .7 315.316 

3.. 8 566.567 

3.. 8 569 

3. .16 373 

5. .9 412 

II PETER. 

I. .19 99 

3.. 10— 12.. 655. 656 

3. .10— 12 712 

3.. 18 322 

I JOHN. 

I. .3 372 

I. .7 .123 

2..1 764 

2.. 15 288.289 

2.. 15 292 

2. .17 163 

3.-1,2 368 

4.. 8. 16 672.763 

4.. 8. 16 783 

4. .8— 10.16:... 18 

4.. 14 87 

4.. 17, 18 336 

4.. 18 335 

5. .4 121 



JUDE. 



21. 



.216 



REVELATIONS. 

I.. 5 123 

I.. 5, 6 268.719 

I.. 7 654.656 



Ch. V?i-. 

I. .7... 

I. .10.. 

I..16. . 

2.. 4,5. 

2. .7... 

2.. 10.. 

3.. 12.. 

3.. 20.. 

3. .21.. 

4.. 3... 

4.. 6— 8 

5.. 11—1 

5.. 12, 13, 

7. .14. 

7.. 15— 17 
II. .17... 
14.. 8.... 
14.. 13... 
15. .3.... 
16. .5,... 
16. .19... 
17. .14... 
18.. 2— 23 
19. .1—3. 
19.. 16... 
21. .3,4 . 
21. .4.... 
21. .6..,. 

21. .7 

21.. 16— 21 
21.. 23... 
21.. 23. 25 
22.. 1,2.. 

22.. 3 

22.. 5 

22.. 16... 
22.. 20... 



No. 
...712 
. . .521 
70. 93 
...152 



...449 
. . .455 
73. 74 
,..449 
...120 
...240 



...718 
...123 



...201 
...187 
...201 
...201 
...187 
...635 
669.713 
104.111 
451 



463.465 
...635 
...137 



463.465 
.. 91 
..650 



I 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



ABBA, FATHER 218 

Abounding grace. 734 

Absence from God 400 

from the body 467 

Acquaintance with God the blessedness 

of mortals 102 

Addr^s of a dying child to its mother. . 148 
to a parent, on the death of a child 149 

to an infant ^ 139 

to youth 481—483 

Adieu, the missionaries' 194 

to a departed believer 622 

to the world — See Renunciation. 
to the world, in the prospect of 

eternity 463-465 

Admiration of the Divine goodness to 

man 242 

of the Saviour 262 

Adoption 218. 368. 369 

testimony of divine adoption 369 

testimony of divine adoption de- 
sired 218.359 

Adoration of God 683 

Advent of Jesus Christ 51—54 

exaltation, and second appearing 

of Jesus Christ 68 

Advocate, Jesns Christ our 79.764 

Affections, cold 3S5 

danger of inordinate earthly 145 

Atfliction 538—583 

comfort in — See Consolation. 
faithfulness and love of God in. .8.413 
547—549 

love increased by 550 

prayer in... 396-407. 543. 546. 547. 549 
presence of God desired in 403. 404. 543 

sanctified 549.559 

sovereignty of God in 355.546.630 

submission under 545 — 549 

sweet 555 

trust in God under 406.407 

welcomed for the Saviour 293 

yields the fruits of righteousness. . .172 
Aa 



Age, old ■• -700 

the aged Christian 485 

All is well 370.623 

Angels attend the Saviour 69 

their ministry H^ 

their song ...69.670 

their song at the Saviour's birth 52 

Anticipation of a happy futurity ..640.649 

of an eternal home 450.636 

of beholding the Saviour's glory . .456 

of being with the Saviour 456.457 

461.462 

of endless enjoyment 296.455.650 

of eternal glory... *, 465 

of eternal peace 439.451 

of heaven 290. 329 . 330 . 433—439 

4-19-467 . 638 . 644—652 . 662 . 663 
665-6687.04.713.736.739 

of immortality 458. 648 

of nieeting Christian friends in 

heaven 144.148.563.574.575 

577—580.665.713 

of (he future state 651 

of the morning ^l'' 



of the resurrection . 



.653 



of the Saviour's appearing 659 

of to-morrow 417. 649 

Antidote of death 316.602 

Anxiety, remedies against 46 — 48.336.337 
642.760.781 

respecting love to the Saviour 339 

respecting our state 349 

Appeal from poor children 588 

to Christians, in behalf of the hea- 
then 191-192 

Appearing before God, here and here- 

affer 280 

Approaching glory 465 

salvation 454 

Ardent praise 683 

and everlasting praise 721 

Armour, the Christian 444 

Ascension of .Tesus Christ 63.07 

Asking the way to Sion 280 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Aspect of death to the Christian. .602— 604 

608— 612. 615— 619. 705 . 70S 

of death under varied circumstauces 613 

of immortality to the Christian 648 

Aspiring toward heaven 324 — 331 

Assyrians, their destruction 675 

Assurance of heaven desired 42.456 

of the divine favor desired.. 180. 220 
221.312 

Atonem^t 60.61.63.129—134.758 

Autumn. .479 

B 
BABYLON THE GREAT, fallen.... 201 

Babylon's doom 674 

Backsliders invited to return 112.128 

Backsliding 152 

lamented 128 

Barren fi g-tree 252 

Beauty, Jesus Christ the supreme.. 70. 133 

of Christian unity 570 

transient nature of earthly 732 

Beauties of creation — See Works of 
creation. 
of creation manifested in our world 

36.37 

of morning 737 

of nature — See Nature. 
Being and glory of God manifested in 

the works of creation 1 — 3 

perfections, and characters of God 

1—31 
Believer, a dying one to his soul. .619.708 
farewell to a departed believer. . . .622 
Believing accompanied with joy and 

peace 757 

Beloved, Jesus Christ the Christian's 

best ..309 

Benevolence 363.581—586 

Benignity of God 672 

Bereaving dispensations — See Funeral. 

Bethesda, the pool of 57 

Bethlehem, a visit to, in spirit 54 

Birds, the flight of the carrier pigeon 

improved 695 

the swallow 696 

their nestling improved 679 

wandering dove 698 

Birth-day 480 

Birth of Jesus Christ 51—54 

Bitterness of death 607 

Blessedness, Christian . . . 282-285 . 290 . 331 
370.374.375.377.727 

false and true sources of. 155 — 185 

false^ources of 155 — 163 

288— 2B0 

in approaclring salvation 454 

in God 113. 157. 173. 174. 177—181 

285.318.756.761 

in religion 775 

in the cross of Christ ng 

in the Saviour 71.72.81.87.89.93.165 
166.310.316.360 

iu the Sun of righteousness 284 

of a good conscience 373 

of acquaintance with God 102 

of adoption 368. 369 

of being at the divine disposal 381 

of being with the Saviour 456.457 

461.464—167 
of communion with the Saviour . .372 



Blessedness of devotioual retirement. .271 

of faith .,.121. 122.319 

of heaven... 163. 459. 662. 663. 665. 669 
703.713.753 

of immortality 458.648 

of obedience 345 

of pure religion 350 

of redemption. ...^ ^130.132 

of sacred truth. ..,, 136 

of salvation 135 

of the benevolent 363 

of the children of God .368.369 

of the Saviour's leign 189 

of the scriptures 98—100.174.227 

of those who die in the Lord 620 

of walking with God 229 

See also, Consolation, Encou- 
ragement, Happiness, Joy, 
Joys, Pleasure, Pleasures, 
Bejoicing. 

Blessing of death to saints .... 609. 610 

of God desired 230.680.754 

of the Saviour desired 342 

Blessings, miss^ionary 193 

of creation and providence 243 

of providence and grace 249 

Blindness 542 

Bodies of Christians temples of the 

Holy Spirit .371 

Body, absence fiom the 467 

Bondage deplored 383 

release from 767 

Book of life 42 

of providence 42 

Breathing after heavenly things 224 

Brevity of life 7.636—639.746 

Britain, her grateful return for mission- 
ary blessings. 193 

her mercies 589 — 592 

the Britannia safely brought to port 592 
Broken cisterns, and the fountain of 

living water 174 

Building upon a rock 317 

Burial-ground, meditation in 599 

thoughts on a mole-hill in 694 

C 
CALL to celebrate the Saviour's birth 51 

to missionary labors 191.192 

to praise the Saviour 186.261.723 

to rejoice in the Saviour 186 

C al vary 1 16. 132 

Care banished 427 

cast upon God 318 

remedies against 46—48.336.337 

642.760.781 

Carrier-pigeon, her flight improved 695 

Cast down, but hopine 419 — 421 

Change, the happy 284.767 

Charity 363.581—586 

Charms of a happy eternity 650 

of benevolence 582 

of christian friendship 565 

of christian love 567 

of christian union 570 — 572 

of devotion 210 . 258 

of divine love 18.334 

of divine grace 135.767 

of early life 700 

of earthly friendships transient 
and unsatisfying 573 



-572 

.374 I 

.359 1 

.767 T 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Charms of evening 508.516.517 

519.687.725 

of eternal things 647 

of faith 121 

of family harmony 138.143.144 

of heaven ...3-24. 331. 433. 4j8. 459. 465 
466.638.661—669.703.713.753.786 

of home 141—143 

of hope 125— 127. 376. 692 

of immortality 64S 

of love 333. 336. 341 . 750 

of morning 417.500—503.686.737 

of music 40S. 501 . 673 

of nature — See Nature. 

of paradise 664.668.739.771 

of public worship 276 — 278 

of religion 103.117.118.164 

282.436.775 

of solitude 271.273 

of sympathy 362. 567 

of the christian pilgrimage 436 

of the cross 133.335.426.448 

of the Divine presence.. .178.179.181 

182.183.221.302.313.615 

of the Holy Spirit's influences. .95— 97 

of the latter-day glory 202.742 

of the name of Jehovah 427 

of the name of Jesus 80 

of the past 726 

of the past and the future 735 

of the sabbath 522.527 

of the sabbaih evening. ..531.532.769 

of the sabbath morning 525 

of the Saviour. .58.70.71.80.81.87.93 

108. 184. 186. 267. 284. 292.301.306 

30^—311 . 314— 316. 334. 341 . 360. 372 

430.431.483.495.612.744.779 

of the Saviour's presence 222.223 

314.315' 

of the Saviour's smile 185 

of the scriptures 98. 100.227 

of the Sun of righteousness 93 

of the world, transitory and nn- 

satisfying . . 155—161 . 163. 174—176 

179-181.374.384.559 

573.644.646.647.732 

of the world broken. . .86.133.150.282 

283.285.288—292.294.295.304 

324. 325. 374. 452.453. 559 

of to-day 760 

of to-morrow 649 

of truth 1 36 

of virtue 693 

of wisdom 103. 118 

Cherubim, their song 240 

Chief among ten thousand 71 

good 157.179.761 

Child, dying child's address to its mot lier 1 48 
address to a parent on the death of 149 

death of a child 625 

death of a pious child 628 

of sorrow 559 

Children, appeal from poor 538 

blessed by Jesus Christ 140 

Childhood 700 

Choice, duty the Christian's. .308. 337.. 344 

of Mary 296 

of Moses 295 

the Christian's 294— 298. 311 . 344 

of heaven 660.668.670 



Chorus of nature 33. 500. 501 

of spring 475 

of the seasons 33.763 

Christ — See Jesus Christ. 

Christian 281—467 

a dying one to his soul 619.708 

armour 444 

aspect of death to the 602 — 604 

608— 612. 615— 619. 705. 708 

aspect of immortality" to the 648 

blessedness 282—285.290.331.370 

374.375.377.727 

choice 294-298.311.344 

complaint — See Lamenting. 

consistency 343 

consolation— See Consolation. 

course and prospects 433 — 467 

course terminates in glory 517 

course terminates in joy 640 

encouragement — See Encourage- 
ment. 

experience 382 — 432 

fellowship at the TiOrd's table 537 

friends meet in heaven. . .144.148.563 
574.575.577—580.665.713 

friendship 565—572 

God the Christian's all 756 

God his only happiness 312.313 

graces 317—367 

happiness inrealizing the Divine 

scrutiny 429 

his determination to know nothing 

but Christ crucified 301 

his adieu to earthly pleasures — See 

Renunciation. 
his adieu to the world in the pros- 
pect of eternity 463—465 

his best beloved .309 

his best portion. ..81.150.310.311.312 
318.354.740.744 

his feast 374 

his grave 730 

his happiness — See Happiness. 

his life secure in the Saviour 114 

his peace 377 

his peaceful death. . .616— 619.621.633 

his prospect 452 

his solace in a covenant-keeping 

God 411 

his spiritual voyage 438.439 

his supreme object of desire. .222 — 224 
313—315.744.751 

his times inthe hand of God 8.358 

381.752 

his triumph over death 612.613 

liberty 767 

love 565—572.750 

morality 350.770 

not ashamed of Christ. .. .299.300.445 

pilgrimage 286.4:^4—436.741 

pilgrimige cheered 575 

privileges 368 — 381 

profession — See Profession. 
prospects — See Anticipation, 

rare 437 

religion — See Religion. 
resolution — See Resolution. 

soldier 445 

the aged 485 

the timid made bold ........557 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Christian the young convert, and Chris- 
tian profession 281 — 316 

unity 568—572 

virtue, contrasted with sinful folly 693 

■warfare 444—449 

. v^arfare, its termination . .439.449.451 

-warrior animated and crowned 449 

Christianity superior to the light of 

nature 72. 88.] 15. lir. 136 

Christians one in Christ Jesus .563 

their bodies temples of the Holy 

Spirit 371 

Church, a union with one desired 298 

a union v/itli one encouraged 286 

Chm-ches, glories of the Saviour in 186 

God prestnt in 278 

presence of Christ intreated in 275 

Church-yard, thoughts on a mole-hill in 694 

Circumstances and seasons 468—596 

death under varied circumstances 613 
of public and national interest 581 — 596 

praise to God under all 248.258 

Cisterns, broken, and the fountain of 

living water 174 

City, no continuing one on earth 435 

Cleaving to the dust 383.384 

Cold affections 385 

Collection for missionary objects 195 

Comfort, God the G<od of 169 

of love 335.336 

under affliction— See Consolation. 

Comforts, holy 332 

Communion with God. ..271.272.278.780 

with God desired 751 

with the Saviour 372 

Comparison and complaint 382 

of the dew with divine influence.. 689 
of the present and the future. .645— 647 

Compassion of Jesus Christ 262 

Complaint .and hope under great pain 

540.541 

and prayer in deep distress 398 

christian complaint — See Lamenting. 

of the mind 391 

Condescension of God 5 

of Jesus Christ 73.87.131.262 

Confession of the Saviour 2^9.300.445 

of unfruitfulness 395 

Confidence 364—367 

founded on divine authority 360 

in God, in seasons of distress 406.407 
in God, in anticipation of death... 755 

in the Divine favor 509—511 

Confinement from public worship 539 

Conflict of sin and holiness 446.447 

of flesh and spirit, in anticipation 

of being Avith the Saviour 457 

Conqueror from E:lom and Eozrah. . . .678 

Conscience, a good one 373 

Consolation iu a sympathizing high- 
priest 76.77 

in a throne of grace. .167.168.206.399 

in an ever-living Saviour 114 

in an ever-present Saviour 409 

in approaching salvation 454 

in being at the^ Divine disposal. .8.381 

in God 113.167—170.174.312.352 

354.356.359.364.407.411.413—416 

421.733.759.785 

in looking upward 408 



Consolation in past experience ..253.366 ^| 
367.414 

in religion 117.775 ! 

in sacred music 408.673 

in solitude 273.691 

in the covenant-keeping God 411 ! 

in the Divine care 173.781 

in the Divine favor 220.221 

in the Divine faithfulness and love.. 8 
413.547—549.785 
in the Divine government 49.544.546 
in the Divine presence and good- 
ness 113. 416 

in the Divine promise 113.114.365.366 

370.380.4ir 

in the Divine sovereignty ....749.754 

in the gospel 115 

in the Holy Spirit 95.97 

iu the knowledge of Jesus Christ.. 301 

in the ministry of angels 119 

in the name of Jehovah 427 

in the name of Jesus 80 

in the prospect of an eternal home 

450.636 
in the prospect of death 357.600—604 
608—613.615—620.705.707.708 
in the prospect of endless enjoy- 
ment 455.650 

in the prospect of eternal peace 439. 451 

in the prospect of futurity 640.649 

in the prospect of heaven 329.330.450 

453— 456. 459— 467. 638 

640.666.704.713 

in the prospect of immortality 648 

in the prospect of judgment.. 216. 653 
654.657.658 
in the prospect of the grave. . .710.730 
in the prospect of the morning. . . .417 
in the prospect of to-morrow.. 417. 649 
in the Saviour. .79.80.82— 88.114.165 
166.227.311.396.409.419.420.743 

in the Saviour's care 380 

in the Saviour's death 216.412.418 

in the Saviour's grave 62 

in the Saviour's presence 409 

in the scriptures 98.100.174 

in the Star of Bethlehem 92 

in the Star of hope 91.575 

in waiting upon God 415 

of hope 125. 126 

on the loss of Christian fiiends 144.148 
563. 622— 624.630— 635. 665.713 

on the loss of ministers ...632 

prayed lor 217.403.404.543 

to Christian friends, in parting. — 574 
575—580 

to mourners 171.172.563 

to pilgi inis 329 

to prisoners 550 

to the blind 542 

to the fearful 49.62. 113.733 

to the poor 378.379^560 

to the righteous 370 

to the sick ....538—541.543.551—555 

to the tried 448.550 

Contemplation, divine 331 

of God 4 

Contentment 230.294.308. 337 

Contrast of sinful folly and christian 

virtue 693 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Contrast of the present and the future 

645—647 
Contrition — See Penitence. 

Contrite heart 349 

Conversion 282—284.292.767 

its necessity 94 

Covenant of God unchangeable 120 

Created good insufficient to satisfy the 

soul — See Vanity. 
Creation — See iVorks of Creation. 

Cross, glorying in 133.444 

lying at the foot of the 342 

rejoicing before the , . .426 

safety in the 116 

sweetness of the 335 . 353 

triumphs of the 133 

welcoming the 448 

Crosses blessings 351.448 

Crown him , 188 

of glory promised 449 

D 
DANGER of inordinate earthly affec- 
tions 1 45 

Darkness, hope in.. 166—168.407—409 

411-417.419— -421.785 

light shining out of 49 

succeeded by liglit 422 — 424 

walking in, and trusting in God 406 

David's harp 673 

Day and night the Lord's 34. 35. 774 

birth-day 480 

blessing God every day 259 

dawning of 686 

Lord's-day 521—532 . 765 . 763 

of judgment 653 — 659.712 

of salvation 766 

the past 506.512 

Days of man nunibeied 337 

Deadness to the world 291.292.3S8 

Death 597—635.705—709.714.746.755.768 

a blessing to the saints 609.610 

a dying child to its mother 1-13 

a dying Christian to his soul. .619.708 

a sleep 611 

address to a parent on the death of 

a child 149 

and eternity 599 

approaching 59S.746 

aspect of, to the Christian. ..602—604 
608—612.615—619.705.708 
aspect of, under varied circum- 
stances 613 

bitterness of 607 

blessedness of those who die in the 

Lord 620 

consolation on the deatli of chris- 
tian friends — See Consolation. 

death-bed of a sinner 614 

dust returning to dust 709.778 

dying exclamation of the Saviour 758 

dying friends 752 

evening an emblem of death 518 

faith the antidote of death C02 

forgotten 507 

funeral occasions 621—635.709.711 

happiness in death 617.618 

hope in...602— 604.608— 613.616.617 

618 . 624—626 . 628 . 630 . 634 

635.705.707.708.755 

hoar of 706 

Aa 2 



Death, interest in the Saviour desired^ 
in the anticipation of death 

introduces the believer to glory 621, 

its ravages 

Jesus Christ the antidote of death 

meditation on death and eternity., 

of a child 

of a pious child 

of an infant 

of friends 150.624.629—631. 

of kindred improved 

of ministers 

of Moses 

of the Saviour.... 60. 61. 131— 134. 

of youth 626. 

parental reflections by the death- 
bed of a pious yonlh 

peaceful death of the righteous 

617—619.621. 

pleasing anticipation of 602— 

608— 613. 615. fflS. 619, 705. 

prayer in the prospect of S97. 

605—607.609. 

presence of God worth dying for.. 

i-avages of 

resurrection and reign of Jesus 
Christ 

sin the sting of - 

sudden • • 

support in. . w 

terminates huijian glory • • 

terrible to those unacquainted with 
divine re". elritiun 

the great journey 

the vale of 

the welcome messenger 

triumph over 612. 

trust in God in the anticipation of 

views and antiripatjons of ..597— 

Deccitfulness of the heart . . . .128.302. 

348., 3S9. 

Delight in duty 308.311.337. 

in God .• 

in ordinances 

Deliverance from all enemies . . . .439. 
Deliverances 27.245.246. 

of the Israelites 245. 

national 245 . 

private • • • 

Desire, suprern* object of the Chris- 
tian's. .222— 224. 313—315.744. 

various objects of — See Prayer. 

Despair prevented 

Despairing sinner's death-bed 

Despondency 

Destruction of popery anticipated 

of the Assyrians 

of the Egyptians. . 246. 

Devotedness to God 302. 303. 308. 

337-344.443. 

to God encouraged 

to the Saviour 71.130.304. 

307.309. 
Devotion, a star-light evening's 515. 687. 

ardent 

habitual 

humble 

morning and evening 486. 

pleasures of 

private 271 . 



605 
634 
707 
316 
599 
625 
628 
768 



631 
632 
615 

758 
627 

147 
616 
633 
604 
755 
£99 
752 
615 
707 



.63 
601 
714 



778 

603 
600 
608 
618 
613 
755 
620 
309 
447 
344 
318 
278 
451 



751 

412 

614 
153 

245 
675 
451 
318 
767 
286 
305 
431 
725 
.96 
211 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Devotional spirit 211.257.258.374 

Dew, its descent improved 6S9 

Difficulties in the way of duty sur- j 

mounted 443 i 

Dirge, a solemn one 709 j 

Disinterested love 248. 776 | 

obedience 776 | 

Dispositions, sinful, lamented 386 j 

Distress — See Affliction. i 

consolation in — See Consolation. \ 

national 503. 594 | 

societies for the relief of 581 ! 

Distressing experience 396 — 421.785 ' 

Divine adoption 218. 368. 369 - 

blessing desired 230.6S0.754 ! 

consolation desired 217 ' 

contemplation 331 ' 

covenant unchangeable 120 - 

influence desired 94—96.382—385 I 

440.471.472.474 j 
Doctrines and blessings of religion 119 — 137 

Domestic duties and enjoyments 143 ' 

Dominion of God 42.43.238 

and decrees of God 42 

government and works of God 32 — 50 ■ 

Doom of Babylon ,...674 

Dreams of the past 677 

Dress, its vanity 343 

Dust to dust 709.778 i 

Duties <:nd enjoyments of home. .141 — 144 1 

Duty, difficulties in its way surmounted 443 i 

thcCiiristiaii'sdeliffht 308.311. 337.344 I 

^~^ ■ \ 

EARTH, adieu to earthly pleasures — 
See Renunciation, 

eartlily beauty 732 

earthly pleasures, their vanity — See 
Vanity. 

heavenly joys on earth 164 

to earth . .." 709.778 

East, star of the 53 

Ebenezer 253. 366. 367 

Edom, the Conqueror from ..678 

Egypt's last plague 671 

Egyptians, their destriictioa 24G.451 

Elegy 711 

Enchantment dissolved 283 

Encouragement against anxiety 46—48 

336.337.642.760.781 

against despair .412 

against fear 49.62.113.733 

against unbelief 365.367. 407 

in a sympathizing high-priest. ..76.77 

in an ever-living Saviour 114 

in an ever-present Saviour 409 

in approaching salvacion 454 

in being at the Divine disposal 8 

381.752 

in God 113.407.411.421.427.733 

ill past experience 27.253. 366.367. 414 

in solitude 273 

in the covenant-keeping God .... .411 

' in the Divine care 173.76C.7S1 

in the Divine covenant 120 

in the Divine government. ..44.45.49 

in the Divine presence 113 

in the Divine promise.. . .113.114.366 
370.380.417 

in the Divine sovereignty 749 

in the ministry of angels 119 



Encouragement in the name of Jehovah 427 
in the prospect of eternal peace . .451 

in the prospect of eternity 650 

in the prospect of futurity 640.649 

in the prospect of heaven . . .452 — 457 
in the prospect of immortality.. ..648 

in the prospect of morning 417 

in the prospect of to-morrow 649 

in the Saviour... 419.420 

in the Savioua-'s care 380.439 

in the Saviour's death 412.418 

to backsliders 112. 128 

to believe 366.367 

to christian friends in parting 574— 580 

to come to the Saviour 104—108 

to confess the Saviour.. ..299.300.445 
to cultivate christian friendship and 

love 565—568 

to cultivate christian unity . .570—572 

to fight the good fight of faith . . . .444 

445 . -449 

to hope 376. 417 

to make a wise choice ..... .295 — 297 

to meet in the name of Jesus 564 

to pilgrims 329 

to ]n-ay 204.415 

to publish the name of Jesus 192 

to rejoice 425.436 

to rejoice in the Savionr 186 

to run the christian race 437 

to seek acquaintance with God. . . .102 

to seek the kingdom of God 433 

to seek the pleasures of religion ..103 

118 

to sing in the ways of the Lord . . .436 

to the benevolent 363.585 

to the christian waiTior 449.451 

to the penitent 348. 349 

to the righteous 370.676 

to the young, to seek and love the 

Saviour 483 

to those who seek a risen Saviour.. 66 

to trust in God 365—367 

to trust in the Saviour. 439 

to unite with the people of God ..286 
to wait on the Lord 415 

End — See Termination. 

of the world. 238 

Endless enjoyment anticipated 290.455.650 

Enemies, deliverance from all.... 439. 451 

Enjoyments of home 141 — 144 

unattainable in the world found in 
God 285 

Entreating — See Prayer. 

Eternal glory in prospect. 465 

happiness 290 

life in Jesus Christ 72.165.166 

peace 439.451 

Eternity contrasted with time . ..645 — 647 
meditation on death and eternity.. 599 

of God 6 

of God, and mortality of man 7 

prospect of, a balm for the sorrows 
of time 650 

Evangelical obedience 344 

Evening 504—520.769.780.786 

an emblem of death 518 

commuDion with God 780 

devotion , 505 

family worship 513 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Evening praise 487. 504—507.509.515 

prayer 504.505. 513. 514. 519 

prayer in temptation 514 

prayer arid praise 504.505 

repose 504.505.508 

Sabbath 529— 532. 769 

Saturday 519. 520 

security in God 491.507—509.516 

star-light devotion 515.687. 725 

summer 517 

tranquillity 508— 512. 516 

tribute and reflections 506 

Evil 151—154. 161 

hour 161 

Exaltation of the Saviour 131.186—189.263 
Excellencies — See Charms. 

of religion 103. 115— 118.775 

of the Saviour 71.227 

of the scriptures 98—100. 174.227 

Excitation of the heart toward heaven 

326—328. 394 

Exhortation to backsliders 112 

to Christians to spread the gospel 

191.182 

to glorify God 64.S 

to improve time .643 

to pray 204 

to seek acquaintance with God 102 

to seek salvation 643.657.7C6 

to seek the kingdom of God 433 

to seek the pleasures of religion. . .118 
to the young to seek and love the 

Saviour 481 . 483 

to the young to remember their 

Creator 482 

to unite with the people of God. . .286 

Experience, Christian 382—432 

cheering 97. 166— 168. 312. 318 

407—409 . 41 1—421 . 429 . 785 

cheering in sickness 551.552 

cheering in the prospect of death, ,604 
608.705.708 

distressing 396—421 . 785 

happy 182—184.282.284.285 

422—431.434.448 

happy in sickness 555 

liappy in the prospect of death 612 

humiliating 128.302.399.347.348 

382—395.446.447 
past, encouraging 27.253,386.367.414 

transporting 432 

Expostulation with sinners 101 

F 

FAIREST of the fair 108 

Faitli 121 . 122. 319. 333. 602 

living by, in the Son of God 333 

power of 121 

the antidote of death Qin 

the gift of God 122 

Faithfulness of God 8.785 

of God in affliction 413,547—549 

Fall of Babylon the great 201 

False and true pleasures 175 

and true sources of blessednessl55 — 185 

land 701 

Family duties and enjoyments. ..138 — 146 

harmony 138. 143. 144 

prayer 7rt2 

religion 138—150 

worship, an evening hymn 513 



Famine, consolation under 170 

love to God in 248 

Farewell, final, to the world 463— -465 

the missionaries 194 

to a departed believer 622 

to earthly pleasures — See JRenun- 
ciation. 

to friends 574—580 

Father glorify thy name 226 

God our 218.356,368 

Favor of God, its assurance desired . , .180 

220.221.312 

Fear: I will trust and not be afraid.. ..367 

not 49,62. 113.733 

Feast, invitation to the gospel 109,110 

the Christian's 374 

Fellowship at the Lord's table 337 

Christian 565—572 

Fettered mind 392 

Filial submission 359 

Finished- redemption 132 

Flight of birds improved 695.696 

of time 636.637.746 

Following the Redeemer 320.443 

Folly, sinful, contrasted with Christian 

virtue 693 

Forgiveness prayed for 212.213 

Forsi-.king all for Christ 293. 321 . 360 

Fortitude 305. 445 

Fount of glory 36 

of immortality 174 

Fountain, invitation to the Ill 

of living water 174 

opened 123 

Frailty, happy 552 

of man 7.637—639.700 

Freedom, Christian 767 

from popery 245. 590 

from sin anticipated 323 

prayer for 383 

Friends, Christian, meet in heaven 144.148 
563.574.575.577—580.665.713 
death of — See Funeral Occasions. 

meeting and parting 564—580 

their loss lamented 340 

Friendship, Christian 563—57^2 

earthly, transitory, and unsatisfying 573 

Frown of Jesus 151 

Fruitful showers emblems of gospel 

blessings 124 

Fruits of righteousness. 172 

Funeral occasions 621—635.709.711 

a solemn dirge 709 

comfort under the loss of friends 144 

148. 563,622— 624.630— 635. 713 

comfort under the loss of ministers 632 

death of a child 623 

death of a pious child 628 

death of an infant 768 

death of fiiends 150.02/^.629—631.762 

death of kindred improved 631 

death of youth 626.627 

departed believers live in heaven. .621 
624. 628. 634. 63i. 669 

dying friend s - 762 

elegy 711 

_ farewell to a departed believer 622 

happiness of departed saints.. 624. 628 

635.669 

it is well 623 



INDEX, 



Subjects. 



Funeral occasions : 

loss of friends lamented 340 

peaceful death of a Ciiristian.. 6-21. 633 

Futurity anticipated 65 i 

emblem of its glories in the setting 

sun .- 7S6 

its disclosures 50. 65'2 

remedies against care for 4S.642 

760.781 

wisely concealed , 48 

G 

GARDEN of Olivet 59 

Glories of eternitj' .330 

of the Saviour 70.71.03,186.227 

Glorious land of rest 771 

presence of Christ in heaven. .459.657 

Glory, approaching. 466 

everlasting, in prospect 465 

fount of 36 

give glory to God 643 

ofGod beautifies theworks of nature 17S 
of God in the work of Salvation. ..134 
of God in the works of creation — See 
Works of Creation. 

of heaven .661.662.668,669 

713.771.786 

termination of human , . .778^ 

the God of 4 

the latter day 202. 74-; 

tisually depicted round the head of 

the Saviour C9) 

©lorying in a crucified Saviour. ..133.301 
184. ^Of/ 

in the cross 133. 444 

Goi>, absence from 400 

acquaintance witii God the blessed- 
ness of mortals [02 

all in all (iSS 

amiableness of his house 27? 

appearing before God heie and 

hereafter < 280 

assurance of his favor desired 180.220 

221.312 

choosing the portion of his heritage 29S 

communion with God 271.272.278. 780 

communion with God desired 751 

consolation in — See Consolation. 

contemplation of 4 

delight in 3!8 

delighting to do his will . .303. 337. 244 

devotednesi to God 302. 303 

devotedness to God encouraged .. .286 

drawing near to God in prayer 206 

enjoyments unattainable in the 

world found in God 285 

ever-present, the Christian's Jiap- 

piness 183 

exalted above ail psnise 260 

glorification of his name desired ..220 

'glorious, and sinners saved ]34 

harmony of his perfections 17.129.134 
happiness in — ^Ste Happiness. 
happy confidence in his favor 509 — 511 

heaven his dwtlling-place 661 

hides his people 45 

his being and glory manifested in 

the works of creation 1.2.3 

his being, perfections, and cha- 
racters 1 — 31 

his benignity manifested 672 



God, his blessing desired ....230.688.754 

his condescension 5 

his dominion 42.43.238 

his dominion and decrees 42 

his dominion, government, and 

works 32—50 

his eternity Q 

his eternity contrasted with the 

mortality of man 7 

his faithfulness 8,785 

his faithfulness and love in affliction 413 
547—549 

his favor the chief good . . . . ; 179 

his favor the Christian's treasure.. 740 

his glory 4 

his glory beautifies the works of 

creation 17S 

his glory in creation — See Works 

of Creation. 
his glorj' in the work of salvation 134 

his goodness 9.10.242.248—251 

253—256.731 

his goodness and justice 17 

his grace 44. 135,249.253.322.734 

his greatness 11.12.238.500.683 

bis greatness and glory 683 

his greatness unsearchable 500 

his immntabilty, and the mutability 

of the creation 13.238 

his incomprehensibility I4. 15 

his infinity .16 

his justice and goodness 17 

his justice and grace 129.134 

his love 18.44.763.783.785 

his love the end of our existence. .337 
Lis loving kindness better than life 740 

his majesty 11.12.500 

Jiis mercy and truth met^ together.. 129 

his name our joy 427 

his onmipotence 19.749 

his omnipresence 20.21,22 

his omniscience and omnipresence 22 

his pardoning love 128 

his pity 24 

his power 19.749 

his presence intreatedin afflietion. .403 
404.543 

his presence worth dying for 615 

his providence — See Providence. 

his sovei-eignty 42.43.749 

his sovereignty and grace. 44 

his sovereignty in affliction 355.546.630 
his sovereignty over the wars and 

tumults of nations 595 

his tender mercies over all his works 731 
his will the Christian's delight... .308 

his wisdom in creation 32 

his wisdom in concealing futurity ..48 
his word magnified above all his 

name 100 

his works — See Works. 

is love 763.783 

living to God 767 

longing for a closer walk with God 229 
longing for communion with God. .751 

love to God 334 — 337 

my all 756 

our best portion. .150.312. 318.354.740 

our father ...218.356.368 

our ignorance of his proceedings. ..47 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



God our refuge 25.26. \Q7. 16S 

our shepherd 28.29 

our times in his hand ..8.358.381.752 

praise to God — See Praise. 

prayer that God may be my God.. 754 

present in his churches 278 

present with his people 113 

refuge and strength in his mercy.. 167 

rejoicing in God 427.428.784 

reliance on his care 512 

safety in God 173 

safety in God in sleep 491 . 493 

507—509.516 
sins and sorrows laid before God.. 399 

supreme and self-sufficient 30 

the chief good 157.179.285.761 

the Christian's light and salvation 428 
the Christian's supreme object of 

desire 224. 313. 751 

the covenant-keeping God, the 
Christian's solace in distress. . . .411 

the fount of immortality 174 

the God of all comfort 169 

the God of glory 4 

the God of nature 682.683 

the guardian of our sleeping hours 491 
507.508 

the infinite 16 

the only refuge of the troubled mind 168 

the pardoning God 23 

the source of all good 177 

the source of blessedness — See 
BUssedJiess. 

the source of light 178.428 

trust in God 364—367. 406. 407 

wise and gracious 31 

Godhead of the Saviour 779 

Good and evil 151—185 

conscience 373 

created good insufficient to satisfy 
the soul — See Vanity. 

God the chief 157.179.285.761 

God the source of all 177 

hope 376 

inquiry after 155.179 

Lord, deliver us 680 

Samaritan 583 

Goodness of God 9.10.242.248—251 

253—256.731 

Gospel feast 109. 110 

its happy effects 124. 202 

its success anticipated 190.200 

its success desired 200 

jubilee 192 

message/* 192. 279. 378 

preached to ihe poor 378 

rejoicing in its privileges 425 

revelation 115.603 

superior to the law 116 

superior to the light of nature. -.72.88 
115.117.136 

Grace abounding 734 

and providence 249.253 

growing in, desired 322 

growing in, promoted by trials 

448.550 

love the sovereign 750 

of God 44.135.249.253.322.734 

renewing, desired 94 

salvation by 135 



Grateful daily worship. .486.487.489— 492 
495—50 1 . 503. 504—507. 509. 51^. 686 

recollection and praise 255 

return for missionary blessings.. . .193 

Grave 710 

of the righteous ...730 

of the Saviour 62 

Gravity 343 

Greatness of God 11.12.238.500.683 

Growing in grace 322 

Growing in grace promoted by trials 

448.550 
Guidance of the Saviour desired.. 441. 44SJ 
H 

HAIRS of our head numbered 46 

Hallelujah 717 

Happiness, eternal 290 

in an ever-present God 183 

in communion with the Saviour ..372 

in Divine wisdom 103.118 

in God 170.178—183.285.312.313.374 

in God every where 182 

in heaven 156.331.638.646.660 

667.668.707, ver. 7,8 

in loving God 334^337 

in loving the Saviour 306.340.341 

in realizing the Divine scrutiny. ..429 

in religion ' 103.118.159.164 

282.436.775 

in solitude 273 

in the cross 335.353.448 

in the favor of God 220.221 

in the knowledge of Jesus Christ.. 301 

in the Saviour SO. 81. 165. 166. 176. 184 

185.227.314-316.430.431.744 

in the Saviour's presence 222.223 

302.310.314.315.495 

in the Saviour's service 311 

in the Saviour's smile 185 

in the ways of God 436 

longing for , 312 

looking upward for 156.175.586 

of absence from the body 467 

of being with the Saviour ....456.457 
461.462 

of the Christian 375 

of the Christian pilgrim 434 

of gloritied saints 624.62S.635.6(i9 

prolonged by the goodness of God 

250.251 

transient and lasting 176 

Happy change 284.767 

confidence 509 — 511 

eft'ects of the gospel 124.202 

experience — See Experience, 

frailty 552 

poverty 379 

Hardness of heart 387.388 

Harmony, Christian 565 — 572 

fami ly 138. 143, 144 

of love 569 

of the Divine perfections. .17.129.134 

Harp of David 673 

Harvest 478 

Hatred of sin 323 

Hi ad of saints and angels 75 

Health restored 556.557 

Heart, contrite 349 

deceitful 128. 302. 3^09. 348. 389. 447 

excited toward heaven ..326—328.394 



INDEX, 



I 



Subjects. 



Heart, given away 304. 431 

hardness of 387. 388 

obedience of an undivided 345 

Heaven 450.459.660—670.703.713.739 

anticipated 290. 329. 330. 433—439 

449—467 . 638. 644—652. 662. 663 
665—668.704.713.736.739 

aspiring toward 324—331 

consolation in its prospect — See 

Consolation. 
excitement of heart to ..326 — 328.394 
glorious presence of Christ in 459.667 
its glory 661.662.668.669.713.771.786 
its happiness 156. 290. 331. 638. 646, 660 

its joys 290. 331 . 638 . 646. 660 

667.668.707. ver 7,8 
its worship. ..69.331.660.667.668.670 

longing for 357.459.460.753 

meeting of friends in 144.148.563.574 
575.577—580.665.713 

motives for desiring 3S7 

paradise .". , .664.668. 739. 771 

providing treasure in 586 

resigning the world for 290 

rising heavenward 309 

sight of, in sickness 551 

the better land 703 

the DWiiLLING-rLACE OF GoD. ..661 

the glorious land of rest 771 

the inheritance of the saints 665 

the land of the blessed 713 

the promised land 662.663 

to dwell with God 330 

welcome to 658.728 

Heavenly Guest 73.74 

influence 689 

inhabitants invoked to praise the 

Redeemer 261 

joys on earth 164 

mindedness 324—331 . 695 . 696 

rest , 666 

things desired 224 

treasure 586 

Heavens declare the being and glory of 

God \,.: 2.3 

starry 515. 687. 725 

Heritage of God chosen 298 

High Priest 76.77 

Hinder me not 443 

Hindrances to prayer surmounted 205 

History of Jesus Christ 51—69 

Hoary head 485 

Holiness desired 322.323.447 

Holy joy 332 

Holy Spirit 94 — 97 

his influences desired 94—96 

his influences experienced 97 

joy in the Holy S pirit 96 

necessity of his influences 94 

outpouring of the Holy Spirit im- 
plored 199 

Home 141 . 1 42 

eternal 450. 636 

Hope 1 25—127 . 376 . 692 

good hope 376 

in darkness 1(56—168.407—409 

411-417.419-421.785 
in death— See Death. 
in the parting of Christian friends 

574—580 



Hope of heaven our solace 450 

Horace improved 702 

Hour of death 706 

of evil 161 

House of prayer 207 

Humility 45. 332 

desired 393 

1 
IGNORANCE of the Divine proceed- 
ings 47. 48. 50 

Illness — See Sickness. 

Immortality desired 45S 

its aspect to the Christian 648 

revealed by the gospel 115.603 

Immutability of God, and the mutability 

of the creation ; 13. 238 

of Jesus Christ 78 

of the Divine covenant 120 

Imperfection of present knowledge 47 

48.50 

Importance of religion 103. 115—118 

641.775 

of time 641. 643 

Improvement of a thought in Horace. .702 
of the birds' return to their nest. . .697 

of the flight of birds 695. 696 

of time 7.643 

Incomprehensibility of God ....... .14. 15 

Inconstancy lamented 128. 302. 309 

348.389.447 
Increase of faith and hope desired . . . .530 

of graces by trials 448 

of knowledge and love to the Sa- 
viour desired 227 

of love by suft'ering 550 

Infant addressed 139 

Infant's death 768 

Infinity of God 16 

Influence, Divine, desired 94 — 96 

382—385. 440. 471. 472. 474 

Divine, experienced 97 

Divine, its necessity 94 

heavenly, compared to the dew . . .689 

Ingratitude reproved 390 

Inheritance of the saints.. 665 

Inquiry after good . 155. 179 

Insufficiency of created good to satisfy 
the soul — See Vanity. 

of reason 72. 88. 115. 117. 136 

Intercession of Jesus Christ 79. 764 

Interest in the Saviour desired, in the 

prospect of death 605 

Invitation of the Saviour 104.105.107.108 

of wisdom 103.118 

to backsliders 112. 128 

to the fountain Ill 

to the gospel feast 109. 110 

to the Saviour 104—108 

Invocation to celebrate the Saviour's 

birth 51 

to praise 231—238. 720. 722. 723 

to praise the Redeemer 261.723 

Isle, sunny 702 

JESUS CHRIST : a view of his suffer- 
ings for his sacred supper 535 

anticipation of beholding his glory 456 

anticipation of being with him. . . .456 

457.461.462 

blessing little children 140 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Jesus Christ, communion with 372 

cgnfessed before men 299. 300.445 

consolation in — See Consolation. 

crucified the Christian's glory 133 

184. 299. 301 

devotedness to him. . . .71. 130. 304. 305 

307.309.431 

dying, rising, and reigning 63 

eternal life in 72. 165. 166 

followed 320. 443 

fulness of the Godhead in 779 

happiness in — See Happiness. 

his advent 51 — 54 

his advent, exaltation, and second 

appearing 68 

his ascension 63. 67 

his blood cleanses from sin 123 

his charms— See Charms. 

his compassion 262 

his condescension 73. 87. 131. 262 

his death 60. 61.63. 131—134. 758 

his dying exclamation 758 

his exaltation 131.186—189.263 

his excellencies 71.227 

his frown 151 

his glories 70. 71. 93, 186. 227 

his glorious presence in heaven 459. 667 

his glorious reign 189 

his grave 62 

his guidance entreated 441. 442 

his history .51—69 

his immutability 78 

his intercession 79. 764 

his invitation 104. 105. 107. 1 08 

his kingdom and church 186 — 202 

bis life the security of ours 114 

his love 90. 262. 263—265. 267. 268 

his love unchangeable 333 

his mercy implored. .212. 214.215. 342 

his miracles 56—58 

his mission 55 

his perfections, characters, and 

offices 70—93 

his prayer for his disciples 456 

his presence desired 222. 223. 471—474 
483. .G64 
his presence desired in his churches 275 
his reign, and missionary interests 

186—202 

his resurrection 63 — 63 

his second coming 653—659.712 

his second coining triumphantly 

anticipated 659 

his smile 185 

his sympathy 362 

his triumphant reign 190 

his triumphs 131 

interest in him dfesired in the anti- 
cipation of death 605 

invitation to him 104 — lOS 

knowledge of him desired 287 

living by faith in him 333 

longing to be with him 457. 461.462. 729 

Lord of all 183 

love to him 227. 228. 304—307. 309 

333. .338—341. 430. 43 1 

love to him desired , .227. 228. 338. 339 

love to him professed. ..304—307. 309 

338.340.430,431 

not ashamed of him 299. 300. 445 



Jesus Christ : on the glory usually de- 
picted round his head 699 

our Advocate 79.764 

our High-priest 76. 7T 

our Refuge 85 

our Saviour 60.61.87.88 

our Shepherd 89.90 

parting with all for him . .293. 321. 360 
praise to him — See Praise. 

precious to believers 80.81.316 

present with his worshipping peo- 
ple 564 

rejoicing in 184. 430.431 

rejoicing in him encouraged 186 

relieved in his members 584.585 

remembered 267 

remembered at his table 5.33.535 

safety in 114. 165. 166. 380 

seen of angels 69 

stilling the tempest 58 

the antidote of death 316 

the believers' rest 86 

the burden of the song 269 

the chief among ten thousand 71 

the Christian's best beloved 309 

the Christian's best portion... .81.310 
311.744 
the Christian's supreme object of 

desire 222. 223. 314. 315. 744 

the conqueror from Edom 678 

the eternal life 72 

the Fairest of the fair 1O8 

the great physician 82 — 84 

the Head of saints and angels 75 

the heart given to him 304.431 

the heavenly guest 73. 74 

the King of kings, and Lord of lords 187 

the King of samts 186 

the name of Jesus 80 

the only Saviour .88 

the Pearl of gi-eat price 81 

the riches of his banquet. .109. 110.536 

the security of his sheep 380 

the source of blessedness — See 
Blessedness. 

the star of Bethlehem 92 

the star of my hope 91 

the supreme beauty 70. 133 

tlie supreme object of admiration 

and praise 262 

the Sun of righteousness 93.284 

the way, the truth, and the life 88.738 
the young encouraged to seek and 

love him 483 

walking on the sea 58 

Jews prayed for 748 

renjonstrated with 197 

Journey, the great 600 

Joy and peace in believing 757 

Cometh in the morning 417 

crowns the Christian's course 640 

holy 332 

in death 757 

in judgment 757 

in the Holy Spirit 96 

of grief 171 

of hope 127 

unspeakable 432 

See Rejoicing. 
Joys, heavenly, on earth 164 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Joys of heaven. . .290. 331. 63S. 646. 660. 667 
663.707, ver. 7,S 

of the Christian never end 639 

Jubilee trumpet 192 

Judgment anticipated, and mercy im- 
plored 216 

day 653—659. 712 

Justice and goodness of God 17 

and grace of God 129. 134 

K 

KEDRON 59 

Kindred, their death improved 631 

King, Jesus Christ the King of kings, 

and Lord of lords 187 

Jesus Christ the King of saints 186 

prayed for 591 

Kinedom and church of Jesus Christ 
^ 186—202 

of God first to be sought 433 

Knowledge at present imperfect. .47.48. 50 
of a crucified Saviour the Chris- 
tian's gloiy 301 

of Jesus Christ desired 227 

L 

LAMB worthy to be praised 269.718 

Lamenting absence from God 400 

backsliding 1"28 

cold affections 3S5 

hardness of heart 387.388 

inconstancy. . 128. 302. 309. 348. 389. 447 

ineratitnde 390 

pride 393 

sinful dispositions 3S6 

spiritual bondage . . 
the dominion of sin 

the loss of friends ^'^^ 

the loss of peace 405 

the want of heavenly-mindedness 

391.392.394 

the want of spiritual life 382—384 

the withdrawmeHt of the Divine 

presence 401 

unfruitfulness. • • • • 395 

■world ly-mindedness d»d.5S4 

Land, false '01 

of the blessed ^^^ 

the better 'yA 

the glorious land of rest 



Life reviewed 251 

seasons of 480 — 485 

spiritual desired 382—385. 440. 471 

472.474 
undesirable 356. 357.402.459.777 

Light and glory of the scriptures 99 

from God 178.428 

shining out of darkness 49 

succeeding darkness 422 — 424 

Litany 680 

Living above the world 343 

by faith in the Son of God 333 

to God 767 

Longing for a closer walk with God. . .229 

for assurance of the Divine favor 180 

220.221.312 

for communion with God . . ^ 751 

for heaven 357.459.460.753 

for immortality 458 

for the presence of Christ 222.223.488 
to be released. . . .356. 357.402.753.777 
to be with the Saviour 457. 461. 462. 729 

Looking forward 453 

upward 325 

upward for happiness 156. 175.586 

upward in afHiclion 408 

Lord 01 all 188 

Lord's day 521—532. 765. 769 

See Sabbath. 



.44< 



supper , 



.533—537 



the promised 662. GjS 

Last plague of Egypt ^'^ 

the last '""* 



Latter-day glory..... ..••.•• 

Laughter accompanied with sorrow.. . 

Legil and evangelical obedience 

Libera nos Domine 

Liberty, Christian 

Life a vapor • • • • • 

and happiness only in Jesus Chns 



.202.742 
162 



165.166 
and happiness from the goodness 

of God r^-r .f 

and immortality revealed by^th^^^ 
commencement of spiritual. -282-284 

its uncertainty .641. 04i 

praise under all its "'cumstances^^^ 



Lot, ours \a the hand of God 8. 358. 381. 7.52 

Love, and solitude 273 

charms of 333 .336. 341. 750 

christian 565—572. 750 

comfort of 335. 336 

disinterested 248. 776 

God is love 763. 783 

liannony of 569 

increased by su£fering. . . . . . . .550 

lovest thou me? 338.339 

of God IS. 44. 763. 783. 785 

of God the end of our existence. . .3.S7 

of Jesas Christ 90. 262.263—265 

267. 268 

pardoning 128 

sweetens the cross 335.336 

the sovereign grace 750 

to an absent Saviour 340 

to God 334-337 

to Jesus Christ.. 227. 228. 304— 307.:309 

333.338—341.430.431 

to J«sus Christ desired 227. 228. 338. 339 

to Jesus Christ professed SOi— 307. 309 

338. 340. 430. 431 

to Clirist, present or absent 341 

to Christ stronger than death 307 

unfeigned 334 

with(>ut feai 335 

Lving at the foot of the cross 342 

MAJESTY of God 11. 12.500 

Man, his frailty 7.637-639.708 

what is man? -42 

Mariner's song f^ 

]Marriage uniou 

Martyr to his judge 

Mary's choice • .• • 

Meditation on death and eterni,y 

star-light 



,...562 
....2g6 
....599 
687.725 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Meeting of friends in heaven.. 144. 148. 563 
574.575.577—580.665.713 

social meetings 564 — 580 

social meetings transient .573 

Memory of the Saviour 267 

of the Saviour at his table 533.535 

Mercies, national 589_59.2 

of God over all his works 731 

Mercy and truth met together 129 

implored 212 - 216. 342,73 1 

redeeming j 30 

seat 167.163.206.390 

sparing 252 

Midnighthymnof the Russian churches 401 

Mind, complaint of the 391 

refuge of the troubled 168 

the fettered 392 

Ministers, comfort under their loss 632 

Ministry, gospel 192.279. 378 

of angels 119 

Miracles of Jesus Christ 56—58 

Miriam's song 246 

Miscellaneous 671— 714.724— 785 

Mission of Jesus Christ 55 

Missionaries' farewell 19i 

prayed for 198 

Missionary blessings gratefully returned 193 

calL 191 . 192 

collection 195 

progress 196. -iOi) 

prospects. 200— .20i 

undertakings prayed for 198 

Mole-hill in a church-yard 694 

Morality, Christian 350.770 

Morning 488— 503. 686, 737 

and evening 486 — 5vo 

and evening devotion 486.487 

aspiration : a rtiral hymn 502 

contemplation of God 500 

dawn 686 

devotion to the Guardian of our 

nights 491.496 

in spring 502. 50.j 

its beauties 737 

praise 486 487.489— JOv. 

495— 501.503.68fi 
praise and praj'er ..491— 493.496— 49'! 

prayer 488.491— 494.496— 499.502 

sabbath 521—525 

visit from tlie Saviour desired 4F8 

Morrow : boast not of to-morrow 641 

care not for the morrow ,6l2.76't 

to-morrow 417.649 

Mortality of man 7.637-639.700 

Moses, his choice 295 

his death 61 

Mother's retrospect 146 

Motives for desiring heaven 3.57 

Mourners, consolation to. .. . .'.171.172.563 

Mourning days sliall be ended .563 

Music, its charms 408.501.673 

Mutability of the creation 13.238 

Mysteries of providence 49.50 

of providi.nce to be explained here- 
after 50 

N 

NAME of .Jesus 80 

Narrow way 297 

National deliverances 245.590 

distress 593 . 594 

Bb 



National mercies 589 — 592 

peace .596 

prayer 589.591.593—596 

thanksgiving 590— 592. 5U5. 596 

Nativity of Jesus Christ 51—54 

Nature 681 

and grace 35 

Christianity supei-ior to its light. .72.88 
115.117.136 

her charms 3.34—39.476.477 

500—503 . 517 . 525 . 531 . 5.32 . 681 
684-687 . 725 . 737 . 739 . 772 

her charms : a morning hymn 501 

her charms less sweet than the 

smile of Jesus 185 

her charms resigned 93 

her chorus 33.500.501 

her tempests less bitter than the 

frown of Jesus. 151 

the God of nature 682.683 

works of — See Works of Creation. 

New year 468.469 

Night song 514 

wearisome nights 541 

Nonconformity to the world 343 

Not ashamed of Christ 299.300.445 

O 
OBEDIENCE, delightful 308. 311. 337. 344 

disinterested 77fi 

legal and eva.!igeliGal 344 

of an undivided heart 345 

zealous 44.'? 

Obligations to missionary exertions 191 . 192 

to praise 241 

Ocean 39 

Old age 485.700 

things passed away 292 

Olivet, garden of 59 

Ornnipoteuce of God 19.749 

Omnipresence of God 20—22 

Omniscience and omnipresence of God 22 

Oneness of Christians 568 

Oj.ening a place of worship 274 

Ordinances delighted in 278 

Oiphans and widows 581.582 

Outpouring of the Holy Spirit implored 199 

P 
PAIN, complaint and hope under 540.541 

Paradise 661. 66S. 739. 771 

Pardon prayed for 212.213 

Pardoning God 23 

love 12S 

Parent addressed on the death of a 

child 149 

Parental reflections by a death-bed 147 

Parting of friends .574—580 

wiih all for Christ 293.321.360 

Past day , 506.512 

d reams of the 677 

experience encouraging 27.253 

366.367.414 

recollections of the 270.726.7.'{5 

Peace, eternal 439.451 

national, celebrated 556 

national, prayed for 564 

of mind prayed for 405 

tl'.e Christian's 377 

Peaceful death of the righteous ..616—619 

021.633 

Pearl of great price 31 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Penitence.. 128. 212. 214. 346— 348.410.418 

and hope 348 

Penitent pardoned 418 

Perfections, characters, and being of 

God 1—31 

characters, and offices of Jesus 

Christ 70—93 

harmony of the Divine 17.129.134 

Physician, the great 82 — 84 

Pilgrimage, the Christian 288.434-436.741 
tlie Christian, cheered by the star 

of hope 575 

Pity 362. 363 . 583 

of God ; 24 

Plague, the last, of Egypt 671 

Pleading for mercy 212—214.216.731 

Pleasing anticipation of death 602 — 604 

^ 60S— 613.615.618.619.705 

Pleasures, adieu to earthly 133.150.282 

287—290 . 292 . 294 . 295 . 304 . 3 24 
325. 3r4. 438. 453 

false and true 175 

of a good conscience 373 

of devotion . . ". 210 

of heaven — See Joya. 

of home 141—143 

of hope 127 

of religion. ..103.118.164.282.436.775 

of religion everlasting 159.775 

of the world — See Charms. 

of social worship 276—278.280 

of wisdom '. 103. 118 

unseen 646 

vanity of earthly — See Vanity. 

Poor children's appeal 588 

happiness of the Christian poor 379 

man's consolation 560 

the gospel preached to the 378 

Popery, freedom from it celebrated 245.590 

its destnicion anticipated 245 

Portion, God onr best 150.312.318.354.740 
Jesus Christ our best . .81.310.311.744 

of God's heritage chosen 298 

Poverty, happy 379 

Pool of Belhesda 57 

Power of faith 121 

of God 19.749 

Praise 231—269 

annual 463.469 

ardent 6S3.721 

evening. 487.504—507.509.515 

for creation and providence 243 

for deliverances 27. 245. 24 6.. 590 

for life and happiness 250.251 

for national deliverances 245.590 

for national peace 506 

for providence and grace 249.253 

for recovery from sickness 556 

for sparing mercy 252 

for the Divine goodness 9.10.242 

248—251.253—256 

for the gift of faith 1-22 

God exalted above all . - 269 

hallelujah 717 

invocation to. ..231—238.720.722.723 
invocation to praise the Redeemer 

261.723 

invocation to universal 231—233 

720.722.723 
Jesus Christ the supreme object of 262 



Praise, Miriam's , 246 

morning 486.487.489—492 

495—501.503.686 

national 590—592.595.596 

n«ver-ending . , .256.257—259.715.721 
never-ending, to the Redeemer 268. 269 

obligations to 241 

the mariner's song of 247 

to God for his wonderful works.... 11 

238.244—247.500.683 

to God for the works of creation 43.44 

to God from all his works 33.239 

500.501 
to God from the works of creation — 

See Works of Creation. 
to God under all circumstances 248.258 

to the God of nature .477.683 

- to the Redeemer. ..59.68.90.186— 189 
261—269.430.495.612.718.719.723 

to the Trinity 240 

verses of ^ 715-723 

Prayer .203—230 

and praise 203—269 

drawing near to God in 205 

encouragement to 204 

evening 504.505.513.514.519 

family 782 

for a closer v.'alk with God. ., 229 

for a devotional spirit 374 

for a renev/ed heart 387. 388 

for assurance of heaven 42.456 

for assurance of the Divine favor. .180 
220.221.312 

for consolation 217.403.404.543 

for devotedness to the Lord. . .302.309 
for devotedness to the Saviour 130.309 
for Divine influence. .94— 96.382— 385 
440.471.472.474 

for freedom 383 

for growth in grace 322 

for heavenly-mindedness 325 . 331 

695.696 

for heavenly things 224 

for humility . .' 393 

for love to the Saviour 227.228. 338. 339 

for mercy 212—216.342.731 

for missionaries, and missionary 

success 198 

for national peace 594 

for pardon 212.21.3 

for peace of mind 405 

for quickening grace 382 — 385.440 

471.472.474 

for renewing grace 94 

for resignation. ..225.352.356.359.364 

for salvation 219.754 

for sanetification '.322.323.386.447 

for the Divine blessing 230.680.754 

for the Divine scrutiny 747 

for the harmoiiy of love 569 

for the Jews 748 

for i he king 591 

for the knowledge of the Saviour.. 227 
for tlie outpouring of the Holy Spirit 199 
for the presence of God in affliction 

403.404.543 
for the pleasures of a good con- 
science 373 

for the Savicnr's blessing 342- 

for the Saviour's guidance. . . .441.442 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Prayer for the Saviour's .presence .. ..222 
223.471— 474. 48S. 564 
for the Saviour's preseuce in his 

cliurches .275 

for the testimouy of adoption. .218.359 

for youth 481 

for zeal, on recovery froin sickness 557 

hindrances to it snrmoiintec] 205 

in distress.. 393— 407.543.546.547.549 

in the prospect of death 597.599 

G05— G07.309.752 
in the prospect of judgment. ..216.655 

its nature 203 

Its necessity ^ 204 

its success 204 

its -worth 204 

Libera nos Domine 6S0 

morning ..488.491—494.496—499.502 

national 589. 591 . 593—598 

that God may be my God 754 

that the name of God may be glo- 
rified 228 

that the will of God may be done. .225 

the house of 207 

the youth's 484 

to Jesus Christ, our Advocate 764 

to the Saviour, to be enabled to part 

with the world for him 287 

Preciousness of Jesus Christ to believers 

80.81.316 
Presence and goodness of God the 

Christian's consolation 416 

of God desired in aflrtiction 403.404.543 

of God in liis churches 278 

of God worth dying for 615 

of Jesus Christ desired 222.223 

471—474.488.564 
of Jesus Christ desired in his 

churches .275 

of Jesus Christ in heaven 459.667 

of Jesus Christwith his worshipping 

people 564 

Present and future state 636—670 

and future compared 645—647 

state a vale of tears 700 

state not our rest 644 

Pride lamented 393 

Priest, Christ our High Priest 76.77 

Prison hymn 561 

Prisoner's consolation ...550 

Private worship 270—273 

Privileges, Christian 368— .381 

rejoicing in gospel 425 

Profession: God my all 756 

God my all-sufficient good 170 

God my best portion 150.312 

318.354.740 

God my chief good 761 

God my joy 784 

God my supreme happiness ..179.180 

181.312.313.374 

Jesus Christ my all-sufficient good 71 . 81 

Jesus Christ my best portion ..81.310 

311.744 

Jesus Christ my only refuge 85 

Jesus Christ my supreme good.. 71. 87 

165 166.316.360 

Jesus Christ my supreme happiness 81 

165. 166. 184. 314—316. 430. 431 

Of a devotional spirit 211.257.258 



Profession of contentment 294 

of deadness to the world. .291.292.368 
of delight in communion with the 

Saviour 372 

of delight in duty 308.337.344 

of delight in God 318.784 

of dplight in loving the Saviour. ..341 
of delight in lying before the cross 426 

of delight in praise ' . . .25tj 

of delight in public worship ..278.280 

of delight in religion 282 

of delight in the Holy Spirit 95 

of delight in the name of Jesus ....80 

of delight in the Saviour .184.316 

430.431 
of delight in the Saviour's service. .3] l 
of delight ill the Saviour's smile. . . 185 

of devotedness to God 302. 303.308 

318.337.344.443.767 

of devotedness to the Saviour . .71.130 

304. 305. 307. 431 

of disinterested love to God. . .248, 776 

of disinterested obedimice 775 

of enjoyment in an ever-present God 183 

of enjoyment in God 285.313 

of eujoymi^nt in God every where 182 
of glorying in a crucified Saviour 

133.299.301 

of glorying in the cross 133.444 

of gratitude 71. 256. 257. 307 

340. 344. 612 
of gratitude for daily mercies. .487.489 

490.499.503 

of hatred of sin 323 

of hope in darkness 166 — 168.407—409 

411—417.419—421.785 

of hope in the prospect of death.. 604 

608.611.612.619.705.708.755 

of love to an absent Saviour 340 

of love to God 335 

of love to the cross 353 

of love> to the sabbath 52s 

of iove to the Saviour. . . .304— 307. 309 
338.340.430.431 
of motives for desiring heaven . . . .357 
of obligation to God 250.251—256.303 
of obligation to the Saviour 71.130.307 
of reliance on the Saviour 82.85.87.166 

of repentance 128.212.214 

346—348.410.418 

of resignation 150. 353. 354. 358. 381 

of sorrow at the frown of Jesus,. ..I51 

of supreme desire after God 224 

313.751 
of supreme desire after the Saviour 

222,223.314.315.744 
of supreme regard for the Divine 

favor 180.220.221.312.740 

of sui rendering the heart to the 

Saviour 304.431 

of the Saviour befote men 299. 300. 445 

of trust in God -366.367.381 

of trust in God in the prospect of 

death 7.55 

of unspeakable joy 432 

of welcoming the cross 443 

of zeal for the cau-^e of Christ .305 

of zeal in the path of duty 443 

the child of sorrow's 559 

the Christian pilgrim's. . . ,434,439.741 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Profession, the Christian soldier's 444 

445.449 

the martyr's 562 

the poor man's 560 

the Saviour's presence my supreme 

happiness 222. 223. 302 

310.314.315.495 
See also Choice, Renunciation, 
Resolution. 

Promise of being kept in peace .365 

of blessedness to the righteous 370 

of eternal life 114.380 

of joy in the morning 417 

of the presence of God in affliction 

113. 366. 555. 632 

Promised land 662. 663 

Promises of the world deceitful 285 

Prospect of the resurrection 653 

the Christian's 452 

Prospects, Christian — See Anticipation, 
consolatory — See Consolation, 

missionary 200 — 202 

Providence 27.46.243. 731 

and grace 249. 253 

creation and 243 

its mysteries 49. 50 

its mysteries to be explained here- 
after 50 

of God in the seasons 468 — 478 

particular and univeral 46. 731 

sudden and afflictive 558 

Providences 27. 244—247. 538—563. 590 

bereaving — See Funeral Occasions, 

Providing heavenly treasure 586 

Public and national circumstances 581— 596 

distress .593. 594 

worship 274—280 

Pure and undefiled religion 350 

Purification fiom sin by the blood of 

Christ 123 

Q 
QUICKENING grace desired ..382—385 
440. 471. 472. 474 
R 

RACE, the Christian 437 

Rachel weeping 679 

Rainbow 120 

Ramah, a voice from 679 

Ravages of death 707 

Realizing view of approaching glory . .466 
Reason, its insufficiency 72.88. 115. 117.136 
Recollections and anticipations. ..270.735 

of the past 726 

Recovery from sickness 556. 557 

Redemption 60. 61. 63. 129—134.758 

finished 132 

triumphs of 131 . 133 

wonders of 131. 133 

Redeeming mercy 130 

Reflections by the death-bed of a pious 

youth 147 

on birds 695—697 

on the glory usually depicted round 

the head of the Saviour .-..699 

on the Saviour's grave 62 

on the starry heavens 687.725 

Refuge in God 25. 26. 167. 168 

Jesus Christ our 85 

Regeneration 282—284. 292. 767 

its necessity 94 



Reign, the Saviour's, and missionary 

interests I86 — 202 

Rejoicing before the cross 426 

in gospel privileges 425 

in J«sus Christ 184.430.431 

in Jesus Christ encouraged 186 

in the Lord 427.428. 784 

in the ways of the Lord 4;<6 

with joy unspeakable , 432 

See Joy. 

Release from bondage 767 

Reliance on God 364—367.406.407.755 

on God, an evening hymn 512 

Relieving Christ in his members.. 584. 585 

Religion, family 138 — 150 

its doctrines and blessings 119 — 137 

its excellence and importance 103 

, 115—118,775 

its importance 641 

its pleasures 103.118.164.282,436.775 

its pleasures everlasting 159.775 

pure and undefiled 350 

the source of consolation ......... 117 

Remedies against anxietv. .46 — 48..S36.337 
642.760.781 

against fear 49.62. 113.733 

against unbelief 366.367.407 

Remembering the Saviour. 267 

the Saviour at his table 533.535 

Remonstrance to the Jews 197 

Renewing grace desired 94 

Renunciation of all for the Saviour 293 

321.360 

of the world 133.150.282.287—290.292 

294.295.304.324.325.374,438.4.53 

of unbelief. ., 367 

Repentance 128 . 212. 214, 346—348 . 410. 418 

Repose, evening 504.505.508 

Request - 230 

Resignation 31.44.45.150.225 

351—359.364.381 

and hope 357. 358 

and trust in the prospect of death. .755 

in affliction 545 — 549 

the resignation 150 

Resigning the world for heavens 290 

the world for the Saviour 311 

Resolution not to cleave to the world 

290.494 
not to quit the favor of God ..... .740 

the martyr's 562 

to be devoted to God 318 

to boast in nothing but the cross ..133 

to cleave to the cross 133. 342 

to know nothing but Christ cru- 
cified 301 

to live to God 767 

to praise 250.256.257—259.468 

to praise the Redeemer 268.269 

430.495.612 

to pray^. 205 

to pursue the narrow way 297 

to pursue the path of duty 443 

to record the Saviour's love 533 

to rejoice in the Lord 784 

to sing redeeming love 123 

to take refuge in the cross 1 16 

to trust in God 366 

Resurrection and judgment 653 — 659 

of Jesus Christ ^ .63—66 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Resurrection, prospect of the 653 

Rest, heavenly QQQ 

Jesus Christ the believer's 86 

not on earth 644 

of the sabbath 526 

the glorious land of 771 

Retirement 270.271. 273 

Retrospect 229.251.270.726.735 

a mother's 146 

Revelation of the gospel 115.603 

Riches of the Saviour's banquet 109 

110.536 

Righteous and unrighteous 676 

gi'ave of the 730 

peaceful death of the 616—619.621.633 

well with the , . 370 

Righteousness, its fruits in affliction. ..172 

Rising heavenward 329 

to God 330 

Rural Subjects : 

a thought on the sea-shore .... .21.688 

a tranquil rural scene 685 

morning 500—503.636,737 

morning and evening 4S7 

nature 681 

paradise 664.739.771 

Sabbath evening 531 . 532. 769 

Sabbath morning 525 

seasons 469.470.473—477.502.503 

summer's evening 517 

the charms of uatnre — See Nature. 
the charms of the latter-day gjory 

202.742 

the chorus of nature 33.500.501 

the chorus of spring 475 

the chorus of the seasons 33.763 

the God of nature 682.683 

the smile of Jesus sweeter than the 

charms of nature 185 

the works of nature beautified by 

the divine glory 178 

the works of nature invoked to 

praise God 231—235.237.720 

the works of nature praise God . . 33 . 239 
241.475.477.500.501.716 

Russian churches' midnight hymn 401 

S 

SABBATH 521—532.765.769 

a delight 527 

evening 529—532. 769 

evening tranquillity 531.532 

morning 521—525 

rest 526 

summer evening 532 

the eternal 528 

the welcome 524.525.527.765 

Sacred truth 136 

Safety in God 173 

in God in sleep 491.493.507—509.516 

in Jesus Christ 114.165.166.380 

in the cross of Christ 116 

of the Saviour's sheep 380 

Saints, death a blessing to them . .609.610 
happiness of glorified 624.628.635.669 

Jesus Christ the Head of 75 

inheritance of the 665 

Salvation 134 

approaching 454 

by grace , 135 

day of 766 



Salvation, exhortation to seek 643.657.766 

God glorified in the work of 134 

prayer for 219. 754 

Samaritan, the good..: 583 

Sanctification desired 322.323.386.447 

Satan repulsed 412 

Saturday evening 519.520 

Saviour 60.61.87.88 

a dying Saviour 60.61 

only Saviour 88 

Schools, Sunday 587 

Scripture promises — See Promise. 

wainings, invitations, and promises 

101—114 

Scriptures 98—114. 174.227 

their excellencies 98—100.174.227 

their light and glory 99 

Scrutiny, happiness in the Divine 429 

Sea 21.39.688 

a thought on the sea-shore 21.688 

Jesus walking on the 58 

Seasons and circumstances 468 — 596 

of life 480—485 

of public and national interest 581 — 596 

of the year 468—479 

providence of God in the 470 

their chorus 33.763 

Second appearing of the Saviour 653—659 

712 
appearing of the Saviour trium- 
phantly anticipated 659 

Security— See Safety. 

Seeds of piety 586 

Seeing through a glass darkly 652 

Seeking things eternal 434 

Self-denial 360 

diffidence 361 

reproof 394 

sufficience of God 30 

surrender to the Lord 302.303 

surrender to the Saviour 71.130 

304.307.431 

Sennecharib's destruction 675 

Servile works 344 

Shame on account of the Saviour dis- 

allov^ed " 299.300.445 

Sheep of Christ invited to rest 728 

the security of Christ's 380 

Shepherd, God our shepherd 28.29 

Jesus Christ our shepherd 89.90 

Shortness of life 7.636—639.746 

of time and frailty of man 636.637.746 
Showers,emblemsofthe salutary effects 

of the gospel 124 

Sickness 538—541.543.551—555 

a time of general 538 

comfort in . . . .538— 541.543.551— 555 

complaint and hope in 540.541 

recovery from 556.557 

sick chamber 539 

sight of heaven in 551 

sweetened 554. 555 

Signs of Xv.e times ....196 

Sin and holiness 446.447 

freedom from, anticipated 323 

hatred of 323 

its dominion lamented 446.447 

purification from, by the blood of 

Christ 123 

the sting of death 601 



INDEX, 



Subjects. 



Sin, the venom of 154 

Sinai and Calvary 116 

Sincere love to Jesus Chri-t 305 

worship 20S 

Sinful dispositions 3S6 

folly and Christian virtue 693 

Singing in the ways of the Lord 436 

Single verses and fragments 715 — 7S6 

Sinner, death-bed of a 614 

the siii p wrecked, saved -zSi 

the wounded , 281 

Sinners exhorted— See Exiiortation. 

expostulated with 101 

pleading for mercy 213 

Sins and sorrows laid before God 399 

Sion, asking the way to 286 

Sleep, death compared to 611 

safety in 491.493.507—509.516 

welcome 504.505 

Smile of Jesus 1S5 

Social meetings 564—580 

worship, its pleasures . . .276 — 278.280 

Societies for the relief of distress 581 

Solace — See Consolation, 

in a covenant-keeping God 411 

Soldier, the Christian 445 

the Christian, animated and crown- 
ed 449 

Solemn dirge 709 

Solitude 270.271.273.690.691 

and love 273 

Song, a night song in temptation 514 

hi a storm 555 

of angels 69.670 

of angels at the Saviour's birth 52 

of Miriam 246 

of the cherubim 240 

the mariner's 247 

to creating wisdom . .^. 32 

Sorrow, consolation in — See Consolation. 

in laughter 1 62 

its termination 563 

the child of 559 

Soul, its worth 745 

zeal for immortal souls 724 

Sovereignty and grace 44 

of God 42.43.749 

of God in affliction 355 . 546 . 630 

of God over the wars and tumults 

of nations 595 

Sparing mercy 252 

Spiritual life commenced 282— 284.292.767 
life desired 382— 385. -140. 47 1.472. 474 

niindedness 324—331 . 695 . 696 

voyage 438.439 

Spring 473—477 

chorus 475 

morning 502.503 

rural odes 476.477 

Star of Bethlehem 92 

of hope 91 .575 

of the east 53 

Star-light evening 515.687.725 

Sting of death 601 

Storm 396.397 

hushed 422 

song in a 555 

thunder 40.41 

Submission — See Resignation. 

filial 359 



Sudden and afflictive providence 558 

death 714 

Suffering increases love 550 

Summer's e veiling , 517 

sabbath evening 532 

Sun, a never-setting 465 

of righteousness 93.284 

setting, an emblem of death 518 

setting, an emblem 01 a glorious 

fui^urity 786 

setting, an emblem of the Chris- 
tian's prospects 517 

Sunda3--schools 587 

Sunny isle ^ 702 

Support in death 608 

Supreme and self-sullicient God 30 

love to Je>us Christ 304.306.307 

object of the Christian's desire. . . .222 
223.224.313—315.744.751 

Surmounting ditficulties 443 

.hindrances to prayer , 205 

Swallow 696 

Sweet affliction 555 

Sweetness of the cross 335.353 

Sympathizing high-priest. — 76.77 

Sympathy 362.363.567.583 

and benevolence 363 

T 

TEARS, the vale of 700 

Tempest 396. 397 

and thunder 40.41 

hushed 422 

stilled by Jesus Christ 58 

Temporal things compared with eternal 

645-647 

Temptation, night-song in 514 

Termination of "human glory 778 

of sorrow 563 

of warfare 439. 449. 451 

Testimony of Divine adoption .369 

of Divine adoption prayed for 218. 359 
Thiinksgiving — See Praise. 

and praise 231—269 

natioSal 590—592.595.596 

Thought in Horace improved 702 

on the sea-shore 21.688 

Thoughts on a mole-hill 694 

Throne of grace 167. 168.206.399 

Thunder and lightning.... 40.41 

Time and eternity 636—652 

flying . 746 

its flight and the trials of life ter- 
minate in the Christian's joy ,.640 

its importance 641.643 

its improvement 7.643 

its shortness 636.637.746 

its uncertainty 641 . 643 

its vanities compared with unseen 

realities 645—647 

of general sickness 538 

the prospect of a happy eternity a 

balm for its sorrows 650 

Times, ours in the hand of God 8.358 

381.752 

To-morrow 417.649 

boast not of 641 

care not for 642.760 

Tranquil rural scene 685 

Tranquillity, evening 508—512.516 

sabbath evening 531.532.769 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Tranquillity, sabbath racraing .525 War, supplication in 

Saturday evening 519; 

Transient aud lasting happiness 173 \ 

nature of earthly beauty 732 j 

Transitory and unsatisfying nature of i 
earthly things— See Vanity. 

Traveller's psalm 173 l 

Treasure, providing heaveuly 586 

Trials blessings 351. 448 ' 

promote growth in grace 448.550 ; 

terminate i a glory 439,450.640 i 

unfailing resource under them 170,759 i 

Trinity praised by the Clieriibim 240 ' 

Triumph in the day of judgment 659 i 

over death 612.613 , 

Triumphant anticipation of the Sa- I 

viour's appearing 659 ■ 

Triumphs of the cross 133 i 

of the Saviour 131 ) 

Trumpet, jubilee .192 

Trust in God 364—367.381 ; 

in God in seasons of distress.. 406. 407 ; 

in God in the prospect of death. ..755 ' 



.594 



the Divine sovereignty over the 
v?ars and tumults of nations . . .595 

Warfare, christian 444 — 149 

its termination 439.440.451 

Warrior, the christian, animated and 

crownei 44J) 

Watchfulness, its necessity.. ., 558.598 

V/atchraan, what of the night 196 

Waters of tiie sanctuary 137 

Way to Siou inquired after 286 

choosing the narrow 297 

diificultits in the way i>f duty sur- 
mounted 443 

ignorance of the ways of God 47 

Jesus Christ the way, and the 

truth, and the life 88.738 

rejoicing in the ways of the Lord.. 436 

wisdom's ways US 

Weariiome nights 541 

Weeping, Rachel weeping 679 

weep not forme 705 

why wee pest thou 410.743 



in God, an evening hymn 512 ! Welcome, affliction for the Saviour. 



Truth 136 

u I 

UNBELIEF, remedies against 366.367.407 

renounced 367 I 

Uncertainty of life 641.643 ' 

of time 641 . 643 

Unchaugeableness of the Divine cove- 
nant 120 

Unfailing resource under trials 170.759 

Unfeigned love 334 

Unfruitfulness 395 

Union, Christian 568—572 

family 143. 144 

the marriage 138 

with the people of God chosen... .298 
with the people of God encouraged 286 
Unsatisfying nature of earthly things — 
See Vanity, 

Unseen pleasures 646 

V 

VALE of death 60S 

of tears 700 

Vanities of time compared with unseen 

realities .465 — 4G7 

Vanity of dress 343 

of earthly beauty 732 

of earthly pleasures 155 — 161 . 163 

174—176.179—181.374,384 
5.59. 573. 644. 646. G4? 

of life 7 . 636— 639, 746 

Varieties 671—714.724—786 

Various views ana anticipations of 

dpath 597 — 620 

Venom of sin I54 

Victory over death 612 

View of approaching glory 436 

of the lledeenier's sufferings, for 

the Lord's supper. 535 

Virtue, christian, and sinful folly 693 

Visit to Eetlilehem in spirit .54 

Voyage, spiritual 438.439 

V/ 
WALKING in darkness, and trusting 

in God 406 

with God desired 229 

Wandering dove 698 



.293 

cross 443 

messenger 618 

sabbath. 524. 525. 527. 765 

sleep 504. 505 

to heaven 658.728 

to the Lord's table .534 

to the Saviour 104—108 

Widows and orphans 581.582 

Wilderness transformed 202 

Will of God the Christian's delight .308 

337.344 

thy will be done 225 

Winter 471.472 

Wisdom and grace of God 31 

her charms 103. 118 

her invitation 103. \\% 

of God in concealing futurity 48 

of God in creation , 3-2 

Wonders of redemption 131. 133 

V/ord of God magnified above all his 

name loo 

Work of salvation manifests the Divine 

g'-ory 134 

V/orks of creation and providence. . . ,243 
of creation beautified by the Divine 

glory :•••■• 178 

of creation beautiful — See Nature, 
her cJiarms. 

of ci-eation, birds 695 — 697 

of creation instructive 38.689.695.697 
of creation invoked to praise God 

231—235.237.720 
of creation lead the sonl to the 

Creator 3g 

of creation manifest the Divine 

being and glory 1— 3. 32. 243 

of creation manifest the Divine 

glory 3. 21. 32— 36. 38—41 

238. 470. 487. 500. 6S2. 683 
688,716.725.772.774 

of creation praise God 33.239,241 

47.5.477.500.501.716 
of creation, praise to God for the. .43.44 

of creation, the seasons 469 — 479 

of creation, the \yo\\<\ 36.37.238 

of creation, their mutability, . . .13. 238 



INDEX. 



Subjects. 



Works of creation, thunder and light- 
ning 40.41 

of grace 60.61.63 129—135 

253.322.r58 

of nature and grace 32 

of providence 2r. 244—247 

538—563.590 

of providence and grace 249. 253 

of providence in the seasons. .468 — 478 
praise to God for his wonderful 

works 11. 238. 244—247. 500. 633 

World, beauties of creation manifested 

in it 36.37 

creation of it 238 

deadness to it 291.292.368 

desiring to part with it for the Sa- 
viour 287 

enjoyments unattainable in it found 

in God 285 

farewell to it 133. 150. 282. 287—290. 292 
294. 295. 304. 324, 325. 374- 438. 453 
farewell to it in the prospect of 

eternity 463—465 

its destined end .238 

its promises deceitful 285 

its vanity — See Vajiity. 

nonconformity to it 343 

not our rest. , , 644 

resigning it for heaven 290 

resigning it for the Saviour 311 

Worldly-mi ndedness lamented 383.384 

Worship , . . , .203—280 

acceptable 773 

ardent 6S3. 721 

confinement from public 539 

evening. 504—520.687.725.780 



Worship, family, an evening hymn.. . .513 

humble 209 

its pleasures 210.276—278.280 

morning 488— .503.686 

morning and evening 486.487 

of heaven 69.331.660.667.668.670 

opening a place of 274 

private 270—273 

public. 274 — 280 

sabbath 521—530.769 

sincere 208 

star-light evening 515.637.725 

Worth of prayer 204 

of the soul. . .^ , 745 

Worthy is the Lamb 269.718 

Wounded sinner 2£1 

Y 

YEAR, new .'468.469 

Young convert and christian profession 

281—316 

Youtli addressed 481 — 483 

death of 626.627 

encouraged to seek and love the 

Saviour 483 

exhorted to remember the Creator 482 
parental reflections by the death- 
bed of a pious youth 147 

prayed for and addressed 481 

the youth's prayer 484 

Z 

Z EAL for immortal souls 724 

for the ca^ise of Christ .3J)5 

in the patii of duly 44.'? 

prayed for; on recovery from sick- 
ness 5^7 

Zion, asking the w;ty to. ,....,...,. . .28fi 



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